Trust

Trust

There comes a time when a woman really should just trust her husband…

For example...

A wife comes home late at night, 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.
Leaving the covered bodies groaning, 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 have come to visit, so l let them stay in our bedroom.

Did you say ‘hello'?"