Mad Wife Disease
>
> A guy was sitting quietly reading his paper when
> his wife walked up behind
> him and whacked him on the head with a magazine.
>
>
> 'What was that for?' he asked.
>
> 'That was for the piece of paper in your pants
> pocket with the name Laura
> Lou written on it,' she replied.
>
> 'Two weeks ago when I went to the races, Laura Lou
> was the name of one of
> the horses I bet on,' he explained.
>
> 'Oh honey, I'm sorry,' she said. 'I should have
> known there was a good
> explanation.'
>
>
> Three days later he was watching a ball game on TV
> when she walked up and
> hit him in the head again, this time with the iron
> skillet, which knocked him
> out cold.
> When he came to, he asked, ‘what was that for?'
>
>
> She replied, 'Your horse called.'
;D
>
> A guy was sitting quietly reading his paper when
> his wife walked up behind
> him and whacked him on the head with a magazine.
>
>
> 'What was that for?' he asked.
>
> 'That was for the piece of paper in your pants
> pocket with the name Laura
> Lou written on it,' she replied.
>
> 'Two weeks ago when I went to the races, Laura Lou
> was the name of one of
> the horses I bet on,' he explained.
>
> 'Oh honey, I'm sorry,' she said. 'I should have
> known there was a good
> explanation.'
>
>
> Three days later he was watching a ball game on TV
> when she walked up and
> hit him in the head again, this time with the iron
> skillet, which knocked him
> out cold.
> When he came to, he asked, ‘what was that for?'
>
>
> She replied, 'Your horse called.'
;D