This is the first time I’ve heard: I have not been mean enough to her. That definitely says something after 52 years of marriage. And, yes, it would be nice to die laughing—or in the missionary position—but that would require an enormous amount of luck, although I have tried the multi-orgasm route with a comedienne (it didn’t kill either one of us but we slept well. Thanks for reading, and congrats on 52 years of singular fucking. She must be very special (consider yourself exceptionally lucky).

I did a poor imitation of Don Draper for 40 years before writing my first novel. I'm currently in the final stages of a children's book. Lucky me.

I did a poor imitation of Don Draper for 40 years before writing my first novel. I'm currently in the final stages of a children's book. Lucky me.