Your Horse Called!

This man was sitting quietly reading his paper
one morning, peacefully enjoying himself, when
his wife sneaks up behind him and whacks him on
the back of his head with a huge frying pan. He
asks, 'What was that for?'

She replies, 'What was that piece of paper in
your pants pocket with the name Marylou written
on it?'

He says, 'Oh honey, remember two weeks ago when
I went to the horse races? Marylou was the name
of one of the horses I bet on.'

She is appeased and goes off to work around the
house. Three days later he is once again sitting
in his chair reading and she repeats the frying
pan swatting.

He says, 'What's that for this time?'

She answered, 'Your horse called.'