Mel will be so happy

I was visiting my Dad at his condo in Enfield, Connecticut one summer. After my Mother died in 1987, he moved into the condo from the home I grew up in Wilbraham, Massachusetts. Very soon after she passed, he took a long trip to Australia and New Zealand. He had always wanted to go there, having been denied leave at the last minute while he was serving in the Navy in the south pacific during WWII.

Well, he came back with a wonderful Australian lady named Mel. They had a glorious 15 years together before she passed away. When it was winter in North America, they would stay at Mel's beach house north of Sydney. When it was winter in Australia, they would stay at my Dad's condominimum in Connecticut. Such a tough life.

At one point during this visit, my Dad and I ended up alone.

"Chris, I'm so excited. Mel is going to be so happy."

"What about, Dad?"

"Well, I saw my doctor, and he said I was healthy enough. So he prescribed some Viagra. Mel is going to be so happy."

"Too much information, Dad!"

As best I can tell, evolution has selected human children to be disgusted at the thought of their parents having sex.

The next day, Mel and I were alone. She was angry.

"Chris, do you know what your father did?!?"

"No, what did he do?"

"He got Viagra. That's the last thing I need!"