My lone (and oft MIA) squaddie, Haxxor sent me this joke:
THE PERFECT HUSBAND
>
> Several men are in the locker room of a golf club. A cellular phone on
> a bench rings and a man engages the hands-free speaker function and
> begins to talk. Everyone else in the room stops to listen.
>
> MAN: "Hello"
>
> WOMAN: "Hi Honey, it's me. Are you at the club?"
>
> MAN: "Yes."
>
> WOMAN: "I'm at the shops now and found this beautiful leather coat.
> It's only $2,000; is it OK if I buy it?"
>
> MAN: "Sure, go ahead if you like it that much."
>
> WOMAN: "I also stopped by the Lexus dealership and saw the new models.
> I saw one I really liked."
>
> MAN: "How much?"
>
> WOMAN: "$90,000." ;
>
> MAN: "OK, but for that price I want it with all the options."
>
> WOMAN: "Great! Oh, and one more thing... I was just talking to Janie
> and found out that the house I wanted last year is back on the market.
> They're asking $980,000 for it."
>
> MAN: "Well, then go ahead and make an offer of $900,000. They'll
> probably take it. If not, we can go the extra eighty-thousand if it's
> what you really want."
>
> WOMAN: "OK. I'll see you later! I love you so much!"
>
> MAN: "Bye! I love you, too."
>
> The man hangs
> up. The other
> men in the
> locker room
> are staring at
> him in
> complete
> astonishment,
> mouths wide
> open.
>
> He turns and
> asks, "Anyone
> know whose
> phone this
> is?"
