A man sat quietly reading his morning paper one Sunday morning. Suddenly,he is knocked almost senseless by his wife, who stands behind him holdinga frying pan in hand.Man: „What was that for?“Wife: „Why do you have a piece of paper in your pocket with „Daisy“ written on it?“Man: „Oh honey, don’t you remember two weeks ago when I went to the horseraces? Marylou was the name of the horse I bet on.“The wife was satisfied, and appologized for bonking him.Three days later he is again sitting reading the paper when once againhe is bonked on the head.Man: „What’s that for this time?“Wife: „Your horse called.“
