Just a Joke

A slight hint of consternation was in her voice, “Why did you tell those people I’m deaf and dumb?” “I never said you were deaf, my Dear.” She laughed, but I felt like a bum. Then, one evening, she asked, “Will you love me if I get chubby?” I responded, “Of course I still love you. It would take much more than pounds and cellulite To make me fall out of love or be untrue.” “Would you remarry if I die before you?” she asked. I said, “No…probably not…I’ve been spoiled by you.” “But you’ve been a great husband. I think you should.” “Whatever happens, happens is the best I can do.” “If you remarried, would you play golf with your new wife? And would you let her use my clubs?” she demanded. I calmly smiled and said, “Your clubs are safe. You see, my Dear…she’s left handed.”