Returning from a lengthy trip away, Banta had very romantic hopes for his first night home. Sharing his hopes with his wife, she replied, "I'm sorry dear. I have cleaning and laundry to do. Another time, ok." Banta tried again the next night, only to have his wife tell him, "I just can't dear. I have this horrible headache, but give me a rain check." By the third night, Banta was growing very impatient. Approaching his wife once more, he said urgently, "How about it, honey?" Snapping back at him, she said, "Look, this is the third night in the row. What the hell are you, a sex maniac?" |