An Irish woman of advanced age visited her physician to ask his help in reviving her husband's libido.
"What about trying Viagra?" asks the doctor.
"Not a chance," she said. "He won't even take an aspirin!"
"Not to fret," replied the doctor. "Give him an Irish Viagra."
"What's an Irish Viagra, Doctor?"
"That's where you just drop the Viagra into his morning coffee. He won't even taste it," replied the doctor." Give it a try, and call me in a week to let me know how things went."
It wasn't a week later that she called the doctor, who directly inquired as to the progress. The poor dear exclaimed, "Oh, faith, bejaysus and begorrah! T'was horrid, just terrible, doc !"
"Really? What happened?" asked the doctor.
"Well, I did as you advised me to do and slipped the Viagra into his morning coffee and it took effect immediately. He jumped hisself straight up, with a twinkle in his eye and with his pants a-bulging fiercely! With one swoop of his arm, he sent the cups and tablecloth a flying, ripped me clothes to tatters and took me then and there, making wild, mad, passionate love to me right on the tabletop! T'was a nightmare, I tell you, an absolute nightmare!"
"Why so terrible?" asked the doctor. "Do you mean the sex wasn't any good?"
"Oh, no, no, no, doctor, the sex was fine indeed! T'was the best sex I've had in twenty-five years! But sure as I'm sittin' here, I'll never be able to show me face in Starbucks again!"
