“Hey babe,” Jake called to his wife Emily as she got dressed, “I think your yoga pants are starting to look more like sausage casings!” He laughed uproariously at his own joke while Emily just shook her head.
The following morning, Jake got a rude awakening. As he pulled on his boxers, a mysterious white substance puffed into the air. “Emily! What did you put in my underwear?” he spluttered.
Emily leaned against the doorframe with a smirk. “Oh, that’s just some expanding foam, sweetheart. Figured you could use the… boost.” Jake stood frozen as Emily burst out laughing. He learned that day that marital jokes should always be a two-way street.
