The Breast Medicine, Part 2

(My wife and I are resting together in bed, and I have my head on her chest. It’s about time for us to turn in for the night. We both take medication to help us get to sleep.)

Wife: “Okay, honey, it’s time for you to take your medication.”

Me: “But… my medication is all the way over there on the nightstand, and your boobs are here. Taking my meds would mean leaving them behind!”