An elderly couple had just climbed into bed for the night.
As they lay in the dark, the wife felt a wave of romantic nostalgia.
“Honey,” she whispered, “remember how you used to hold my hand when we were courting?”
The husband sighed, reached over, took her hand, squeezed it gently, and settled back down.
A few minutes later, she whispered, “And remember how you used to lean over and give me a sweet little kiss on the cheek?”
The husband sighed again, rolled over, kissed her cheek, and tucked himself back in.
Another minute passed.
“And remember how you used to softly nibble on my neck and ear?”
Suddenly, the husband threw off the blankets, swung his legs out of bed, and stood up.
Startled, the wife asked, “Honey, where are you going?”
Without looking back, he muttered, “To the bathroom to get my teeth!”