From a friend of mine - who gets all the credit for this ...
A couple made a deal that whoever
died first would come back and ... inform the other if there is sex after
death. Their biggest fear was that there was no after life at all.
After a long life together, the husband was the first to die. True to his word,
he made the first contact:
" Marion .... Marion "
"Is that you, Bob?"
"Yes, I've come back like we agreed."
"That's wonderful! What's it like?"
"Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast and then it's
off to the golf course. I have sex again, bathe in the warm sun and then have
sex a couple of more times..
Then I have lunch (you'd be proud -
lots of greens). Another romp around the golf course, then pretty much have sex
the rest of the afternoon.
Then it's more sex until late at night. I catch some much needed sleep and then
the next day it starts all over again".
"Oh, Bob! Are you in Heaven?"
"No -- I'm a rabbit somewhere in South Carolina .”
Sex after death? It's death after sex that concerns me at our age.
Posted by: Dennis Cannon | Tuesday, April 30, 2013 at 01:39 PM