Following a very heavy night out with his buddies, Jerry wakes up at home the following morning with the mother of all hangovers.
His head is banging and as he forces his eyes to open, he sees a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the bedside table waiting for him.
He sits up in bed, and then he notices his clothing in front of him, all clean and freshly pressed.
Jerry looks around the room and sees that everything’s in perfect order and spotlessly clean.
He wanders downstairs with the glass of water and aspirins still in his hand and he notices a note on the living room coffee table, which reads, “Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping. Love you.”
Jerry walks into the kitchen and sure enough, there’s a hot breakfast waiting for him, as well as the morning newspaper.
His son is sitting at the kitchen table, eating his breakfast.
“Son, do you know what happened last night?” Jerry inquires.
“Yes I do,” his son responds. “You came home after 3 a.m. You were drunk out of your mind and you could barely stand.”
“Really?” says Jerry.
“Yes, really!” said his son. “You also broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave yourself a black eye when you stumbled into the door.”
At this point, Jerry is feeling a bit confused.
He thinks momentarily and then asks, “So, why is everything in order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?”
“Oh, that?” says his son, “Well, when mom dragged you to the bedroom and tried to undress you, you just kept shouting, “Lady, leave me alone, I’m married’.”
