wanted to make his younger wife pregnant

There was an elderly man who wanted to make his younger wife pregnant. So, he went to the doctor to have a ***m count done. The doctor told him to take a specimen cup home, fill it, and bring it back the next day. The elderly man came back the next day and the specimen cup was empty and the lid was on it. Doctor:

What was the problem? Elderly man: Well, you I tried with my right hand…nothing. So, I tried with my left hand…nothing. My wife tried with her right hand…nothing. Her left hand…nothing.

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