Frank and Marge had been married for 46 years, which means they’ve spent 45 of those years arguing, and one year tolerating each other during their honeymoon.
They were invited to their neighbor’s BBQ — an event they both dreaded but couldn’t skip, since gossip in the neighborhood traveled faster than Marge’s menopause.
As they walked across the lawn, Frank whispered, “Marge, …
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