Henry is getting on in years and finds that he has , hmm, a ‘small’ problem. Nothing his doctor prescribes , seems to correct the situation. So the doctor suggests the services of native Indian Medicine Man.
“ Yes , I can help you” the old Medicine Man says , and throws some white powder in a flame that flashes with billowing blue smoke.
“This is a very powerful medicine – you can take it , but only once a year – all you have to say is *one-two-three* , then it will get up and stay for as long as you wish. “
“O.k., but what about when we’re done and I don’t want to continue anymore?”
So the Medicine Man replies softly: ” Then all you or your partner have to say is : *one-two-three-four* , and it will go down again – for an other whole year.”
Henry rushes home. Exited with anticipation , he is ready to surprise Jeannette . He showers, spiffies himself up , and , laying next to Jeannette , calls ‘one-two-three’ .
Swoosh … his manhood is instantly aroused .
Jeannette , who was facing away from him , turns over and asks : “ What did you say one-two-three for?”