A Talking Horse?!
One evening, a man was quietly reading his newspaper when—WHACK!—his wife hit him on the head with a frying pan.
“What on earth was that for?” he yelped, rubbing the sore spot. She waved a piece of paper and said, “I found the name Jenny in your pants pocket!”
The man, startled, quickly explained, “Honey, that’s the name of the horse I bet on at the races last week.”
After a long, suspicious glance, she sighed, apologized, and went back to her chores.
Three days later, he was relaxing in front of the TV when—WHAM!—an even bigger frying pan came crashing down, nearly knocking him out cold.
Groaning, he managed, “Now what was that for?” His wife stood over him with arms crossed and said with a knowing look, “Your horse just called.”
