I rescued a cow from a slaughterhouse...
... I named them Jake from Steak Farm.
A police detective was at the house of a woman whose past three husbands had suspiciously died. "I heard your first two husbands died of food poisoning." he inquired. "What caused it?"
"Poisonous mushrooms." she replied.
"I see," replied the inspector. "And how did your third husband die?"
"He wouldn't eat his mushrooms."
My neighbor has been mad at his wife for sunbathing nude.
Personally, I am on the fence.
Busily texting his girlfriend while hiking along the Colorado River, our fearless trail guide stumbled over a tree root and went flying head-over-heels into a patch of prickly pear cactus.
He tried to shrug off the episode, but for the rest of the expedition, we fondly referred to him as our 'Trip Leader!'