Ralph returned from the doctor and gave his wife the bad news: “I only have 24 hours to live. Can we make love right now?” She agreed, and they rushed to the bedroom.
About six hours later Ralph and the missus were watching TV. “Honey, now I only have 18 hours to live,” Ralph reminded her. “Could we please do it one more time?” The wife was okay with that, and they had sex again.
Still later, as his wife was dozing beside him, Ralph looked at the alarm clock and realized he had only eight hours left. He nudged his wife’s shoulder. When she woke up, Ralph begged, “Honey, please, just one more time before I die.”