A man came to the grocery store. He took a jug of fine wine and a bouquet of flowers. He came to the cashdesk, but before paying, he set the wine and flowers and said,

“I’ll be right back.”

He ran off, only to ­return a minute later with a second jug of wine and another bouquet of flowers.

“Two wives?” I asked.

“No,” he said. “Just one really angry one.”