The joke at our house is “When I get home from work I want it hot and on the table. And I’m not talking about dinner.”
He/she
1. Backed over the cat..
2. Ignored the "Maint needed light"..
3. Forgot a beloved pair of corduroy pants in the dryer for an hour..
4. Insert sin here:_________________________
And the punch line is:
And that, Your Honour, is why I shot him/her.
It always makes us laugh, regardless of the offence. Imho, one has to find ways to laugh as often as possible in a marriage.
Self-ping for later uproarious laughter. This entire thread is fantastic!