At The Races . . .
Published Sep 03, 2004
This man was sitting quietly reading his paper one morning, peacefully enjoying himself, when his wife sneaks up behind him and whacks him on the back of his head with a huge frying pan. He asks, "What was that for?"
She replies, "What was that piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Victoria written on it?"
He says, "Oh honey, remember two weeks ago when I went to the horse races? Victoria was the name of one of the horses I bet on."
She is appeased and goes off to work around the house. Three days later he is once again sitting in his chair reading and she repeats the frying pan swatting.
He says, "Why did you hit me THIS time?"
She answered, "Your horse called."
Originally published September 04, 2004.
