A woman comes home and tells her husband, “Remember those terrible headaches I’ve been having all these years; especially at times you wanted to make love? Well, they’re gone for good.”

“No more headaches?” the husband asks, “What happened?”

His wife replies, my cousin Margie referred me to a hypnotist. He told me to stand in front of a mirror, stare at myself and repeat “I do not have a headache; I do not have a headache, I do not have a headache.”

It worked! The headaches are all gone.” The husband repmlies, “Well, that is so great.”

His wife then says, “You know, you haven’t been exactly a ball of fire in the bedroom these last few years. Why don’t you go see the hypnotist and see if he can do anything for that?”

The husband agrees to try it.

Following his appointment, the husband comes home, rips off his clothes, picks up his wife and carries her into the bedroom.

He puts her on the bed and says, “Don’t move, I’ll be right back.”

He goes into the bathroom and comes back a few minutes later and jumps into bed and makes passionate love to his wife like never before.

His wife says, “Boy, that was wonderful, just like our honeymoon when we did it three times,!”

Her husband again says, “Don’t move, I’ll be right back.”

With that, he goes back in the bathroom.

This time, his wife quietly follows him and there, in the bathroom, she sees him standing at the mirror and saying…
“She’s not my wife.

She’s not my wife.

She’s not my wife….”

His funeral service will be held on Friday.

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