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Abie, a somewhat shy and retiring gentleman who lives a bit southwest,
sent this one on an exhausted attorney and his nagging wife...

An attorney arrived home late, after a very tough day trying to get a stay
of execution for his client. His last minute plea for clemency to the governor
had failed and he was feeling worn out and depressed.

As soon as he walked through the door at home, his wife started on him
about, "What time of night to be getting home is this? Where have you
been? Dinner is cold and I'm not reheating it." And on and on it went.

Too shattered to play his usual role in this familiar ritual, he poured
himself a shot of whiskey and headed off for a long hot soak in the bath,
pursued by the predictable sarcastic remarks as he dragged himself up
the stairs.

While he was in the bath, the phone rang. The wife answered and was
told that her husband's client, James Wright, had been granted a stay of
execution after all. Wright would not be hanged tonight.

Finally realizing what a terrible day he must have had, she decided to go
up stairs and give him the good news.

As she opened the bathroom door, she was greeted by the sight of her
husband, bent over naked, drying his legs and feet.

"They're not hanging Wright tonight," she said.

He whirled around and screamed, "For the love of God, woman! Don't
you ever stop?"
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