Am I Hurting You?
The wife had had a hard day with the kids, her husband came home in a foul mood, and not much was said at all during a dinner which no one seemed to like. After the kids were bathed and bedded, she took a long, leisurely bath and crawled into bed, only to have an unwashed, slightly drunken husband come into the bedroom, rip off his clothes, climb into bed and plops on top of her.
"Get off of me, will ya!?"
"What's the matter, am I hurting you?"
"No, you're not hurting me, you're annoying me. How in the hell did you ever imagine you could hurt me with THAT!"
"Get off of me, will ya!?"
"What's the matter, am I hurting you?"
"No, you're not hurting me, you're annoying me. How in the hell did you ever imagine you could hurt me with THAT!"