On hearing that her elderly grandfather had just passed away, Amy went straight to her grandparent's house to comfort her ninety-five year old grandmother.
Amy: How did he die Grandma?
Grandma: He had a heart attack while we were making love on Sunday morning.
Amy: Aren't two people nearly a hundred years old, having ***, just asking for trouble?
Grandma: Oh no, my dear...Many years ago, realising our advanced age, we figured out the best time to do it was when the church bells would start to ring. It was just the right rhythm: nice and slow and even. Nothing too strenuous, simply in on the 'ding' and out on the 'dong'.
The grandmother paused, wiping away a tear, and then she continued...
Grandma: And if that damned Ice Cream Man hadn't driven up our street, your grandfather would still be alive!