The ninety three year old lady finished her annual physical examination,
the Doctor said, You are in fine shape for your age, Mrs. Grier, but tell me:
Do you still have intercourse?
Just a minute, I’ll have to ask my husband, she said.
She stepped out into the crowded reception room and yelled out loud:
Bob, do we still have intercourse?
There was a complete hush - you could have heard a pin drop.
Bob answered impatiently, If I told you once, Irma, I’ve told you a hundred Times.
What we have is
Blue Cross!