Jet Setter
Back when I was a Jet Setter I was sitting in first class with a Frenchman and an Italian. After a few cocktails, we began discussing our home lives.
"Last night, I made love to my wife four times," the Frenchman bragged, "and this morning she made me delicious crepes and she told me how much she adored me."
"Ah, last night I made love to my wife six times," the Italian responded, "and this morning she made me a wonderful omelet and told me she could never love another man."
They both smugly looked over at me and the Frenchman asked, "And how many times did you make love to your wife last night?"
"Once," I replied.
I could see them fighting to suppress their laughter at the inferior American. "Only once?" the Italian arrogantly snorted. "And what did she say to you this morning?"
"As the alarm went off she asked me if I could cancel my flight, and hungrily begged me not to stop."
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