After 42 years of marriage, Ethel and George didn’t hold hands—they held grudges.
One night, George let out a snore so loud it shook the windows. Ethel calmly reached over and pressed her slipper against his face. Not to smother him, just to remind him: “I could.”
The snoring stopped for three glorious seconds before roaring back like a tractor engine.
Ethel rolled her eyes and muttered, “If I knew ‘in sickness and in health’ included this nightmare, I’d have married the milkman.”
Without opening his eyes, George replied, “The milkman snored too. That’s why your sister divorced him.”
