In The Doghouse
An older gentleman was sitting on his front porch, staring down at the ground and looking pretty glum. His neighbor strolled over and tried to strike up a conversation, but the man hardly responded.
Finally, the neighbor asked, “What’s the matter?”
The man sighed and said, “I ran into one of those tricky questions women ask, and now I’m in the doghouse.”
“What kind of question?” the neighbor asked.
“My wife asked me if I’d still love her when she’s old, fat, and ugly.”
The neighbor chuckled. “That’s simple. You just say, ‘Of course I will.’”
“Yeah,” the man said, shaking his head. “That’s what I meant to say. But what came out was… ‘Of course I do.’”
