There comes a time when a woman just has to trust her husband... For example... A wife comes home early from a trip late at night, and quietly opens the door to her bedroom. From under the blanket she sees four legs instead of two. She reaches for a baseball bat and starts hitting the blanket as hard as she can. Leaving the covered bodies groaning, she goes to the kitchen to have a drink. As she enters, she sees her husband there, reading a magazine. "Hi Darling", he says, "Your Parents have come to visit us, so l let them stay in our bedroom. Did you say "hello"?