Guy is sitting quietly reading his paper when his wife sneaks up behind him and whacks him on the head with a frying pan.

“What was that for?” he says.

“That was for the piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Marylou written on it,” she replies.

“Two weeks ago when I went to the races, Marylou was the name of one of the horses I bet on,” he explains.

She looks satisfied, apologizes, and goes off to do work around the house. (more…)