Martha Pidgeon, a 72 year old lady from Upper Gullies, walked into her Doctor's office and asked him to prescribe some birth-control pills for her.

"Why on earth would you want birth-control pills at your age?" asked the Doctor.

"They help me sleep better," said Martha.

"I don't understand," said the Doctor. "How can birth-control pills help you sleep better?"

"Simple," replied Martha. "I slip them into my grand-daughter's orange juice in the morning, and I sleep much better at night."


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