A pissed-off wife followed her husband to the bar.

A pissed-off wife was complaining about her husband spending all his free time in a bar. So, one night he took her along with him. “What’ll you have?” he asked.

“Oh, I don’t know

The same as you I suppose,” she replied. So, the husband ordered beer and threw his down in one shot. His wife watched him, then took a sip from her glass and immediately spat it out.

“Yuck, that’s TERRIBLE!” she spluttered, “I don’t know how you can drink this stuff!”

“Well, there you go,” cried the husband. …

.. .

“And you think I’m out enjoying myself every night!”

Little Kelly failed her math test. Father: “Why did you fail your mathematics test?”

Daughter: “On Monday, the teacher said 3+5=8.”

Father: “So?”

Daughter: “On Tuesday, she said 4+4=8

And on Wednesday, she said 6+2=8…

.. .

If she can’t make up her mind, how do I know the right answer?”

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