Someone invented the telephone, And interrupted a nation's slumber, Ringing wrong but similar numbers

Middle age is when you're sitting at home on a Saturday night and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you.

To keep your marriage brimming, With love in the loving cup, Whenever you're wrong, admit it; Whenever you're right, shut up.

To keep your marriage brimming, With love in the loving cup, Whenever you're wrong, admit it; Whenever you're right, shut up

It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times in the dead of night, and the voice on the other end asking for someone he was not.

Marriage is the alliance of two people, one of whom never remembers birthdays and the other who never forgets them.