A middle-aged guy went to his doctor and asked for a
prescription of the strongest Vagra available because
he had got two young nymphomaniacs staying at his
house for a few days. Later that week he went back to
the doctor and asked for painkillers. "What's the problem?"
asked the doctor. "Is your weenie in that much pain?"
"No," said the guy. "It's for my wrists, the girls never
showed up.""
