My wife and I have this running battle over the temperature setting for our air conditioning.
She wants it set cooler. I want it set warmer.
After a recent verbal exchange, she finally shouted, "It's your fault. You always said you wanted a hot wife!"
Mr. Benson: "Honey, last night I heard you complaining about me in your sleep."
Mrs. Benson: "Oh, that was just your imagination."
Mr. Benson: "My imagination? How so?"
Mrs. Benson: "That I was asleep."
Me: "My wife is always forgetting to turn off the flashlight on her cell phone."
Friend: "I bet that’s annoying?"
Me: "Not so. When she walks in, I get to say, 'She really lights up the room.'”
Lawyer: “Now, would you please tell the Jury the truth. Why did you shoot your husband with a bow and arrow?”
Defendant: “I didn't want to wake up the children.”