Where Are You Going?
One quiet evening, an older couple was settling in for the night. The husband was drifting off when his wife, feeling nostalgic, whispered, “You used to hold my hand when we were courting.” With a sigh, he reached over and held her hand for a moment before trying to fall asleep again.
A few moments later she said, “And you used to kiss me.” Mildly annoyed, he leaned over and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.
After a short pause she added, “And you used to nibble my neck.”
That did it. He threw back the covers and climbed out of bed.
Startled, she asked, “Where are you going?”
He grumbled, “To get my teeth!”
