After 48 years of marriage, Betty decided she and her husband, Frank, needed to spice things up.

That evening, she put on a silky nightgown, dimmed the bedroom lights, and called downstairs.

“Frank, come upstairs. I’ve got a little surprise for you!”

“Can you give me a hint?” he shouted.

“I’m wearing something you haven’t seen in years!”

Frank hurried upstairs.

“My goodness,” he said. “You found my high school football jersey?”

“No, you old fool!” Betty laughed, pulling him closer. “Tonight, I want you to forget we’re married.”

Frank’s eyes lit up.

“Really?”

“Really. Pretend you’ve just met me. Say something bold. Something a little naughty.”

He leaned toward her and whispered, “Is your husband home?”

Betty giggled. “No.”

“Perfect,” Frank said. “Then he won’t mind if I use his bathroom.”

“Frank! I’m trying to be romantic. Talk dirty to me!”

Frank glanced around the room.

“The ceiling fan is filthy.”

She folded her arms. “You certainly knew how to sweep me off my feet when we were young.”

He smiled. “Honey, I still can.”

“Then why don’t you?”

“Because the last time I tried, Medicare had to get involved.”😂🤣