The angry wife met her husband at the door. There was alcohol on his breath, a chewed cigar hanging from his mouth and lipstick on his collar.
I assume, she snarled, that there is a very good reason for you to come waltzing in here at six oclock in the morning?
There is, he replied. Breakfast.
I assume, she snarled, that there is a very good reason for you to come waltzing in here at six oclock in the morning?
There is, he replied. Breakfast.