Junk Electric fence

[BrentB]

The husband leans over and asks his wife, "Do you remember the first
> time we had sex together over fifty years ago? We went behind this
> very tavern where you leaned against the back fence and I made love to
> you."
>
> "Yes, she says, "I remember it well." "OK," he says, "How about taking a
> stroll around there again and we can do it for old time's sake?"
>
> "Oh Charlie, you old devil, that sounds like a crazy, but good
> idea!"
>
> A police officer sitting in the next booth heard their conversation and,
> having a chuckle to himself, he thinks to himself, I've got to see these
> two old-timers having sex against a fence. I'll just keep an eye on them
> so there's no trouble. So he follows them.
>
> The elderly couple walks haltingly along, leaning on each other for support
> aided by walking sticks.
>
> Finally, they get to the back of the tavern and make their way to the
> fence. The old lady lifts her skirt and the old man drops his trousers.
> As she leans against the fence, the old man moves in. Then suddenly they
> erupt into the most furious. Sex that the policeman has ever seen. This
> goes on for about ten minutes while both are making loud noises and
> moaning and screaming. Finally, they both collapse, panting on
> the ground.
>
> The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about life and
> old age that he didn't know.
> After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering, the old
> Couple struggle to their feet and put their clothes back on.
>
> The Policeman, is still watching and thinks to himself, this is truly
> amazing,
> I've got to ask them what their secret is. So, as the couple>passes, he
> says
> to them, Excuse me, but that was something else. You must've had a
> fantastic
> sex life together.Is there some sort of secret to this?"
>
> Shaking, the old man is barely able to reply, "Fifty years ago, that wasn't
> an electric fence."
>

 

[Anonymous]

While I have never used an electric fence for E.D I did have an encounter once worth repeating.
While living in North Dakota the first "outing" each spring was to float the Little Missouri river and shoot beavers that were on the banks due to high water running them out of their bank den. And for those of you who may be inclined to hug a beaver let me say this was not only perfectly legal but highly encouraged and applauded by all residents. Have you ever noticed how many trees are NOT in N.Dak?
Any way, we would float from above the Theodore Roosevelt park back down onto our ranch for a total of around 50 river miles and spend one night out during the trip. Being the "shooter" I was in the front of our canoe and as we floated onto our ranch I offered to get out and lift the fence that spanned the river and let the canoes pass under. Only being knee deep at that point I hopped out and grabbed the fence wire lifting it high over my head before, you guessed it BAM,BAM,BAM. Now I will admit to not being the sharpest tool in the shed but I'm not a total idiot either. Being spring no cattle were in this area yet and as we floated into view of the fencer I looked for the tell tale light blinking BEFORE grabbing the wire. Woody (ranch owner) had turned the fencer on with out my knowing and the little light had burned out both of which had left me with a false sense of security and if you have any electric fence experience you will agree BAM BAM BAM isn't even close to a good description of what I experienced that day. Kind of a shock therapy thing, sort of calms you down for the rest of the day. In retrospect, probably something I could use on a regular basis!
Maybe someone will capitalize on the fence thing and someday E.D commercials rivaling todays will appear. Thanks for the laugh.
Mike