It’s time for a Holly Jolly
Generic Cialis Christmas! Happy Holidays to all my male readers out there who, like me, have struggled with the Grinch of erectile dysfunction! Allow me to finish my cheerful Holiday tale, that will warm all of your Yule Logs, even if they’ve been cold and flameless for months on end. During the Holiday Season, hope springs eternal-especially when Generic Cialis has a place at your holiday feast. Light up your wife like she’s strung with Christmas lights, and just watch her blink and flash and laugh with joy. She’ll spread the happiness and satisfaction she receives in the bedroom around the entire home and neighborhood. She’ll start baking stuff, cooking turkeys and hams, and making figgy puddings. In this sense, Generic Cialis can change your entire life. Because having a down-in-the-dumps woman, determined to make everyone around her share her misery and depression, is almost unbearable, especially during the holidays. She’ll stop just short of telling your mother-in-law that you’re not giving her what she deserved in the sack. No, she won’t be honest enough to tell her precious mother that you need Generic Cialis. She’ll talk about your other shortcomings-not taking out the garbage, leaving the toilet seat up, and that sort of nonsense. Funny how when she’s being properly sexed, all of these earth-shattering problems of yours just seem to disappear, huh? You’ll learn a lot about female psychology when you begin experimenting with Generic Cialis. That much I can guarantee you. Oh, I can also guarantee you that the stuff works.
I remember my conversation with my cousin Joy about Generic Cialis. It was last year, at that miserable Christmas, over egg-nog generously spiked with whiskey. I just told him that my wife was also used to getting it hard around the holidays, and that, now that I was having trouble getting in the spirit of giving, the Ghost of Christmas Past was haunting us. Because my wife remembered those passionate nights of years past, in front of the fireplace, before I’d ever needed Generic Cialis. No wonder she was so depressed. I looked over at her-she was sipping some egg-nog in a corner-and our egg-nog was out of a carton she’d bought at the store. I knew she wanted the fresh, natural stuff. I knew that by New Year’s, my Generic Cialis would arrive, and I hoped that, perhaps, we’d begin the New Year by turning over a new leaf. My New Year’s Resolution would be to bang that poor girl like there was no tomorrow. Hey, maybe I’d burn a few calories in the process, and drop off some extra pounds-now that’s a weight-loss resolution you can actually keep! Shedding those pounds in the sack!
I’ve never seen my Johnson so excited! I thought it might spring to life just at the mere promise of getting some Generic Cialis for Christmas! I imagined it jumping merrily around the Christmas tree, just waiting for Santa to arrive and pump it full of mojo. On New Years, when my shipment finally arrived, and I fed a little love pill to my hungry Johnson, I waited to get a giant erection, then covered it with one of the stockings still hanging from the fireplace. With nothing else on, I went into the bedroom, and unveiled a magnificent erection for my wife. She began crying tears of joy. Then-I gave it to her. Since we’d just had some snowfall, I decided to give her a belated White Christmas. When we’d just about worn each other out, I dragged her out into the yard for some hot polar bear sex. It was pretty intense-I recommend that everyone try it once in their lives. When we were done, we had a nice Generic Cialis snow angel left in the front yard.
