Take my wife... Please!

Take my wife . . . . Please!

My wife dresses to kill. She cooks the same way.

I've been in love with the same woman for forty-one years. If my wife finds out, she'll kill me.

Some people ask the secret of our long marriage. We take time to go to a restaurant two times a week. A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays.

She's been married so many times she has rice marks on her face.