Bob pulled up a stool at his favorite bar and announced, “My wife Suzie must love me more than any woman has ever loved any man!”
“What makes you say that?” the bartender inquired.
“Last week,” Bob explained, “I had to take a couple of sick days from work. Suzie was so thrilled to have me around that every time the milkman, the postman, the paperboy, the UPS man, and several of the neighborhood guys came by, she’d run down the driveway, waving her arms and hollering, “My husband’s home! My husband’s home!”