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The Right Answer

A husband wakes up at home with a huge hangover.

He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table.

He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed.

He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotless, clean. So is the rest of the house.

He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table – 'Honey, breakfast is on the table, I left early to go grocery shopping. Love you!'

Totally bewildered by the note, he goes to the kitchen and sure enough, there's a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper waiting for him.

His son is at the table, eating a bowl of cereal. "Son," he says, "what happened last night?"

His son says, "Well, you came home around 3am, drunk and delirious. Broke some crockery, puked in the hall and gave yourself a black eye when you stumbled into the door".

Confused, the man asks, "So, why is everything in order and so clean, and why's this big breakfast on the table waiting for me? Shouldn't I be having a huge quarrel with your mother right now?"

His son replies, "Oh, that! Mom did drag you to the bedroom, but when she tried to take your clothes and shoes off, you said, "LADY LEAVE ME ALONE! I'M MARRIED!"
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