A man washed up on a beach after a shipwreck. A sheep and a sheepdog washed ashore with him. They were stranded on a deserted island.

After being there awhile, he got into the habit of taking his two companions for a stroll on the beach each evening. One particular evening, the sky was fiery red with beautiful cirrus clouds, the breeze was warm and gentle, a perfect night for romance.

As they sat together in the sand, the sheep started looking better to the lonely man. Soon, he leaned over and put his arm around it. But the sheepdog, ever protective of the sheep, growled fiercely until the man took his arm from around the sheep. After that, the trio continued to enjoy the sunsets together, but there was no more cuddling.

A few weeks passed and there was another shipwreck. The only survivor was Nancy Pelosi, who made it to the island. That evening, the man brought Nancy along on the evening beach ritual. It was another beautiful evening, red skies, cirrus clouds, warm and gentle breeze, perfect for a night of romance.

Momentarily, the man had those feelings again. He fought the urges as long as he could but finally gave in and leaned over to Nancy and told her he hadn't had sex for months. Nancy blushed and asked if there was anything she could do for him.

He answered, 'Yes, take the dog for a walk.'

Good One!!

+2!

That’s funny; I was laughing and thinking about that guy asking her to walk the dog…I hit the wrong button…. Good One!

Very good indeed! I have often said that when in the deepest depths of dispair + you're sad about your lot; that all one has to remember is that somewhere out there is a Mr. Pelosi.

Equally good !