> ago, Paddy married an attractive woman, Maggie, half his
> age, in a small coastal Irish community.
> After several
> months, Maggie complained that she had never climaxed during
> sex and according to her Grandmother all Irish women are
> entitled to a climax once in a while.
> So, to resolve
> the problem, they went to see the Veterinarian since there
> was no trustworthy doctor anywhere in the village. The Vet
> didn't have a clue, but he did recall how, during the
> hot summer, his mother and father would fan a cow (with a
> big towel) that was having difficulty breeding. This would
> cool her down and make her relax.
> So the Vet told them to hire a strong, virile young man to wave a big towel over them while they were having sex. This, the Vet said,
> would cause the young wife to cool down, relax, then climax.
> So the couple hired a strong young man from Dublin to wave
> that big towel over them as the Vet suggested.
> After many efforts, Maggie still had not climaxed so they went back to
> the Vet. The Vet said for her to change partners and let the
> young man have sex with her while Paddy waved the big
> They tried it that night and Maggie went into wild, screaming,
> ear-splitting climaxes, one right after the other for about
> two and a half hours.
> When it was over,
> Paddy looked down at the exhausted young man and in a
> boasting voice said: 'And that, me son, is how ya waves
> a fukkin' towel!'