Little Agnes used to race around the halls in her wheelchair at breakneck speeds. Every now and then, one of the old gents would step out in front of her and hold up his hand like a traffic cop having a bad day.
Agnes would screech to a halt and sheepishly wait for the 'cop' to request her license, registration and insurance. Old Agnes would search around until she found a perscription receipt, sales slip etc to present to the 'officer'. Anyway, he would give her a warning and tell her to proceed on her way at a safer speed.
This happened occasionally, but she was always stopped 3-4 times an afternoon and given the same warnings, but never a 'ticket'.
One afternoon as she rounded a corner at top speed, there was an 'officer' standing in the middle of the hall, as usual, but something was different this time. The old gent was butt naked !
Poor Agnes looked up at him in utter fear and said, "Oh NO !! NOT the breathalizer again !"
Nam Vet
(Hope the Mod doesn't slap my hand)
Then there's the Social Security Sex Plan for those who are 65 and older. You get a little each month, not really enough to live on but it's better than watching TV.
Also there's the Employee Solo Sex Plan for those paying high taxes. You have solo sex every payday with your clothes on and there isn't even a woman in the room. The annual sex party on April 15th isn't that much fun either.