Aunt Emmaline,
The ED meds you have received--that's the blue carton with the photo
of The Washington Monument on the front--were actually intended
for dear Uncle Beauregard who at a randy sixty-five is trying to sire one more stallion like those three Troglodyte overpaid third-string NFL quarterbacks he is already sucking the economy dry with. What you were supposed to receive is a year's supply of Barbara Streisand's I Am Still a Woman, a gel designed to destroy every living organism in your body that impedes violent sexual gratification. It is a most salubrious medication. I have used it myself since turning eighty-five and have found that I can identify the very keys of the Benny Goodman tunes that come drifting into my mind after a go with my gardener, Grbzt. Although I must confess that I was shocked when I discovered Grbzt applying my quite expensive ointment to the geraniums and whispering sweet nothings in Magyar. Well, de gustibus,
as the Greeks say.
Your neice,
Awfeelya
changes made: thanks Jayne.
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