A guy was sitting quietly reading his magazine
when his wife walked up behind
him and whacked him on the head with a newspaper.
What was that for?" he asked.
"That was for the piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Mary Lou
written on it," she replied.
"Two weeks ago when I went to the races, Mary Lou was the name of one of the
horses I bet on," he explained.
Oh honey, I'm sorry," she said. "I should have known there was a good
explanation."
Three days later he was watching a ball game on TV when she walked up and
hit him in the head again, this time with the iron
skillet, which knocked him out cold.
When he came to, he asked, "What the hell was that for?"
She replied "Your horse called."
...it finally happened, there are no more secret spots
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