A woman complained to the doctor about her husband’s lack of passion.
一个女人对医生诉苦说她的丈夫缺乏激情。
“Give him one of these pills,” instructed the doctor, “and the problem should be solved.”
“把这片药给他，”医生吩咐说，“然后问题就解决了。”
The next day the woman returned. “I gave my husband a pill and we waited, but nothing happened. So he took a second pill and within minutes was crazed with passion. He sent the dishes crashing to the floor as he swept the table clear with one hand and flung me onto it with the other. You cured him, but it was more than I expected!”
第二天，那个女人又去见那个医生。“我给了丈夫一丸药，然后我们就在那里等，但什么也没发生。于是，他又服一丸。不出几分钟，他就发了疯似的充满激情。他一只手将桌子上的盘碟掀了个精光，另一只手把我掀翻在盘碟上。你把他给治好了，但要比我预料的厉害！”
“Oh, dear,” lamented the doctor, “ I meant to warn you about taking more than one pill at a time. It’s my fault—the least I can do is pay for your dishes.”
“噢，亲爱的，”医生伤心地说，“我本想警告你一次不能超过一丸。这是我的过失——我至少所能做到的是赔偿你们家的盘碟。”
“ Thanks,”said the woman, “ but it really isn’t necessary. We’re never going back to that restaurant again.”
“谢谢，”那个女人说，“其实这没必要。我们再也不会返回那家饭店了。”
