An old man in his eighties stood up one morning and started putting on his coat, carefully buttoning it as if he had an important appointment.<\/p>\n
His wife, still curled up comfortably in her rocking chair with a blanket over her knees, looked over and asked,
\u201cWhere are you going?\u201d<\/p>\n
He replied confidently, \u201cI\u2019m heading to the doctor.\u201d<\/p>\n
Surprised, she raised an eyebrow. \u201cWhy? Are you feeling sick?\u201d<\/p>\n
With a mischievous grin spreading across his face, he said, \u201cNope. I\u2019m going to ask about those new Via4ra pills everyone\u2019s talking about.\u201d<\/p>\n
Without missing a beat, his wife placed her knitting aside, stood up, and began putting on her sweater.<\/p>\n
He paused and looked at her, puzzled. \u201cAnd where do you think you\u2019re going?\u201d<\/p>\n
She met his eyes with a perfectly straight face and said, \u201cTo the doctor too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d he asked, genuinely confused.<\/p>\n
She smirked and replied, \u201cBecause if you\u2019re planning to start using that rusty old thing again after all these years, I\u2019m going to need a tetanus shot first!\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
An old man in his eighties stood up one morning and started putting on his coat, carefully buttoning it as if he had an important appointment. His wife, still curled up comfortably in her rocking chair with a blanket over her knees, looked over and asked,\u201cWhere are you going?\u201d He replied confidently, \u201cI\u2019m heading to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":18016,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10557","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-funny","category-reels"],"yoast_head":"\n