A man is reading his newspaper when his wife comes up behind him and
hits him on the head with a frying pan.
"What was that for?" he cries. "That was for the note in
your pants pocket with the name Mary Jane written on it", she scowls.
"A week ago when I went to the track, Mary Jane was the name of one
of the horses I wagered on", he explains. She seems satisfied, apologizes,
and goes off to do housework.
Two days later he's again sitting in his chair watching television when
she smacks him with an even bigger frying pan, knocking him unconscious.
When he comes around, he says, "What the hell was that for?"
"Your horse phoned."