He said to me, “I don’t know why you wear a bra; you’ve got nothing to put in it.” I said to him, “You wear pants don’t you?” He said to me, “Shall we try swapping positions tonight?” I said, “That’s a good idea —you stand by the stove and sink while I sit on the sofa and do nothing but fart.” He said to me, “What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you?” I said to him, “Turn sideways and look in the mirror!” He said to me, “How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper?” I said to him, “I don’t know; it has never happened.” He said to me, “Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring and good- looking?” I said to him, “They already have boyfriends.” He said, “What do you call a woman who knows where her husband is every night?” I said, “A widow.” He said to me, “Why are married women heavier than single women?” I said to him, “Single women come home, see what’s in the fridge and go to bed. Married women come home, see what’s in bed and go to the fridge.”