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After two years of marriage, Tom was still questioning
his wife about her lurid past.
"C'mon, tell me," Tom asked for the thousandth
time, "how many men have you been with?"
"Baby, " she protested, "If I told you,
you'd throw a fit."
Tom promised he wouldn't get angry, and convinced his
wife to tell him.
"Okay," she said, then started to count on
her fingers, "One, two, three, four, five, six,
seven - then there's you - nine, ten, eleven,
twelve, thirteen.....
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