• Worst. Joke. Ever.

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  Aug 26

  After 30 years of marriage Jacqueline and her husband Mark went for counseling. When asked to describe her problems, Jacqueline went into a passionate, painful tirade listing every problem they had ever had in the 30 years they had been together.

  She went on and on and on: neglect, lack of intimacy, emptiness, loneliness, feeling unloved and unlovable, an entire laundry list of unfulfilled needs she had endured over the course of their marriage.

  Finally, after allowing this to go on for a sufficient length of time, the therapist got up, walked around the desk and, after asking Jacqueline to stand, tore open blouse with buttons flying everywhere, ripped off her b ra, started tongue kissing while he embraced her, then put his hands on her breasts and fondled them and kissed them passionately.

  A side glance at her husband, and then he then put his hand up her skirt, ripped her panties off, and fondled her wildly while her husband Mark watched with raised eyebrows and mouth wide open.

  Jacqueline, flushed, tried to cover herself with the torn blouse and quietly sat down as though in a total daze.

  The therapist turned to Mark and said, Now do you understand? This is what your wife needs at least three times a week! Can you do this?

  Mark thought for a moment and replied, ‘Well, I can drop her off here on Mondays and Wednesdays but on Fridays, I play golf.’

  Ba Da BAH.

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