when the woman's doctor says she has a heart condition that could kill
her
at any time. She is to avoid stress, eat right, and never, ever have
sex
again -- the strain would be too much.
The couple reluctantly try to live by these rules. Both get really
horny
over time, however, and the husband decides he'd better sleep
downstairs
on the couch to guard against temptation.
This works for a few weeks, until late one night when they meet each
other
on the stairs -- she's coming downstairs, he's heading up.
"Honey, I have a confession to make," the woman says, her voice
quavering.
"I was about to commit suicide."
"I'm glad to hear it, sweetie," the man says, "Because I was just
coming
upstairs to kill you!"
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