Now that the kids were old enough to understand too much, a married couple agreed to use a code.
“Honey,” she said, “from now on, when we want to make love, let’s just say: I want to type. You come to bed, we get it done quick — no questions asked.”
Her husband nodded. “Got it.”
The next day, he called out to their son, “Johnny, go tell your mom I want to type.”
Johnny ran back a moment later.
“Mom said she only has red ink.”
Next day:
“Johnny, go tell your mom I want to type again.”
“She said she still has red ink.”
Day three:
The mom, frustrated, yelled:
“Johnny! Go tell your dad I have blue ink now and I want to type!”
Johnny came back laughing.
“Dad said he already wrote it by hand…”
