Walking into his favorite bar, Mike said to the bartender, "Pour me a stiff one. I just had another fight with the little woman."

"Oh yeah?" said Fred. "And how did this one end?"

"When it was over," Mike replied, "she came to me on her hands and knees."

"Really?? Now that's a switch! What did she say?"

She said, "Come out from under that bed, you little chickenshit."