A man entered a diner and ordered a large bowl of soup. A big horse fly then flew into the bowl. The startled man saw the fly, then retorted to the waiter. "Look at this bowl, what do you see? A horse fly right? What is it doing in my soup?"

The waiter, not sure how to reply, said, "I'm not sure, but it looks like the backstroke to me."

There's only two ways to argue with a woman...

And neither one of them work.