Dear Dr Ruth,

I'm writing to tell you my problem, It seems I have been married to a sex
maniac for the past 22 years. He makes love to me regardless of what I am
doing; Ironing, Washing dishes, Sweeping, even doing E-Mail, etc. I
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The husband is watching TV suddenly his wife comes up behind him and slaps him on the head. Startled he asks; “What was that for”. She replies: I found this piece of paper in your shirt pocket with this Judy name on it. The husband explains he went to the racetrack and the favorite horse was “Judy” so he wrote it down. The wife apologizes. A couple of days later the wife comes behind her husband and hits him with a shovel, again he asks: “What was that for?" The wife replies: “Your horse just called and asked for you."

A man was lying on his deathbed, his wife there to comfort him during his last moments. Being a good catholic and a strong believer in confession he began to say something that he felt he needed to get off of his chest before passing from this present life. As he began to speak though, his wife told him not to speak, to save his strength but he would hear nothing of the sort for he knew the end was already near. So his faithful wife listened as he said in his rapidly fading voice, “honey, I love you so I feel like I should be the one to tell you this. I cheated on you with your sister, your sister's friend, and your sister's friend's sister.'' Now the man, having spent the last of his strength lay quietly as his wife looked at him with lovingly understanding eyes and said, ''I know...that's why I poisoned you.''

Two married buddies are out drinking one night, when one turns to the
other and says, "You know, I don't know what else to do. Whenever I go
home after we've been out drinking, I turn the headlights off before I get
to the driveway, shut off the engine and coast into the garage. I take
my shoes off before I go into the house, sneak up the stairs and get
undressed in the bathroom. I ease into bed, and my wife still wakes up and yells
at me for staying out so late!"
His buddy looks at him and says, "Well, you're obviously taking the
wrong approach. I screech into the driveway, slam the door, storm up the
steps, throw my shoes into the closet, jump into bed, slap her on the butt and
say, 'You as horny as I am?'... and she always acts like she's sound asleep!"