After years of marriage and a love life that had lost its spark, an older woman decides to take matters into her own hands.

She’s heard of a little blue pill that could work wonders, but there’s just one problem—her husband refuses to take any medication, not even a simple aspirin.

Desperate for a solution, she visits her doctor for advice.

“Have you ever considered giving him Viagra?” the doctor asks.

“No way!” she scoffs. “He’s as stubborn as a mule. He’d never agree to it.”

The doctor leans in and whispers, “Then you might need to be a little sneaky.

Have you heard of ‘Irish Viagra’?”

She raises an eyebrow. “Irish Viagra? What on earth is that?”

“It’s simple,” the doctor explains. “Just slip a pill into his coffee.

He won’t taste a thing. Here, take a sample and let me know how it goes.”

A week later, she storms into the doctor’s office, looking flustered.

“Well?” the doctor asks. “Did it work?”

“Oh, did it work?! It worked too well!” she exclaims.

“Really? What happened?”

She takes a deep breath. “I did exactly what you said. I put the pill in his coffee, and within minutes, his eyes lit up, he got this big grin, and—well, let’s just say it was like a switch flipped!

He jumped up, grabbed me, threw me onto the table, and made love to me right then and there!

Dishes went flying, silverware clattered, and—my God—it was the best sex I’ve had in 20 years!”

The doctor chuckles. “That doesn’t sound awful at all. What’s the problem?”

“The problem,” she sighs, shaking her head, “is that I can never go back to that diner again.”