| Coming Home Late
A woman was complaining
to the neighbor that her husband always came home late, no matter how she tried
to stop him.
"Take my advice," said the neighbor, "and do what I did.
Once my husband came home at three o'clock in the morning, and from my bed, I
called out, 'Is that you, Jim?' And that cured him."
"Cured him!" asked
the woman, "but how?"
The neighbor said, "You see, his name is Bill." |
