Harry returned from a doctor's visit one day and told his wife Anne that the doctor said he only had 24 hours to live.  Wiping away her tears, he asked her to make love with him. Of course she agreed and  they made passionate love.

Six hours later, Harry went to her again, and said, "Darling, now I only have 18 hours left to live. Maybe we could make love again?"  Anne agreed and again they made love.

Later, Harry was getting into bed when he realized he now had only eight hours of life left.  He touched Anne 's shoulder and said, "Darling? Please?  Just one more time before I die?"  She agreed, and then afterwards she rolled over and fell asleep.  

Harry, however, lay there awake and listened to the clock ticking in his head, tossing and turning until he was down to only four more hours.

He tapped his wife on the shoulder to wake her up.  "Darling, I only have four hours left! Could we...?"

His wife sat up abruptly, turned to him and said, "Listen, I'm not trying to be funny, Harry, but I have to get up in the morning - you don't......."

Laughing so hard, tears.
Thanks

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Thats my wife all over