Well, I am compelled to tell an old joke.
A man marries a very lovely lady and it is now the night their Honeymoon begins! (Wink wink--nudge nudge)
The man is waiting almost patiently in the large bed. His brand new wife removes her wig and places it carefully
in the dresser drawer.
Next, she pops out her blue contact lenses and inserts the packet in the dresser drawer.
As the anxious husband watches with--at first--a spellbound interest--and gradual alarm and concern . . .
The lady pulls two foam bra stuffers out and tosses them in the drawer.
Next, she removes a very tight girdle and Spanx, inserting them in the dresser drawer.
She reaches inside her mouth and extracts her false teeth and lays them in the drawer.
Finally, her eyelashes are removed and laid in the drawer as well.
She turns and beams a bright, toothless smile at her nervous husband.
She says to him, "Are you ready for me, Darling?"
Hubby swallows hard and replies, "I guess so--but let me ask you one question, please."
She nods.
"Should I stay here in bed or jump into the dresser drawer?"