Little Johnny’s wife went to their doctor & when he asked what was the problem she told him Little Johnny’s not good in bed, well.

The doctor is amazed & said are we talking about the same bloke, the one we use to call Little Johnny “Boner” when we were kids.

She replied that’s him alright, when we get into bed he is either too tired or he’s got a headache (now where have I heard that before) & I’ve tried still no good.

So the Doc gives her these tablets & tells her to be very careful & tonight around dinner time put one in his drink.

The next day Little Johnny’s wife storms into the Doc’s surgery & throws the tablets at him & Doc says don’t tell me they didn’t work.

She says they worked alright, & the Doc says well what’s the problem.

She says I dropped them in his drink at dinner time, next minute he sent everything on the table flying, threw me on on the table & done the deed.

Well the Doc said, “what’s the problem.”

She said, “It’s the last time we’ll be eating at that restaurant.”