Betty was lying in bed one night. Arthur was falling asleep but Betty was in a romantic mood and wanted to talk.
She said: “You used to hold my hand when we were courting…” Wearily he reached across, held her hand for a second and tried to get back to sleep.
A few moments later she said: “Then you used to kiss me…” Mildly irritated, he reached across,
gave her a peck on the cheek and settled down to sleep.
Thirty seconds later she said: “Then you used to bite my neck…”
Angrily, Arthur threw back the bed clothes and got out of bed.
“Where are you going?” Betty asked…
“To get my teeth”…