There comes a time when a woman just has to trust her husband...for example...
A wife comes home late at night (earlier than expected) from being out
of town and quietly opens the front and tip toes up to her bedroom and
quietly opens the door to her bedroom.
From under the blanket she sees four legs instead of two! She reaches
for a baseball bat and starts hitting the blanket as hard as she can.
Once she's done, she goes to the kitchen to have a drink.
As she enters, she sees her husband there, reading a magazine. "Hi
Darling", he says, "Your parents came to visit us, so I let them stay
in our bedroom."
"Did you say hello?"
