After the eighty three year old lady finished her annual physical examination, the doctor said, " You are in fine shape for your age, but tell me, do you still have intercourse? "
Just a minute, I'll have to ask my husband," she said.
She stepped out into the crowded reception room and yelled out loud: " Bob, do we still have intercourse? "
And there was a hush you could hear a pin drop. Bob answered impatiently, "If I told you once, Irma, I told you a hundred times..What we have is:
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Blue Cross!"