Darling Wife, During the past year, I have attempted to make love to you 365 times. I have succeeded only 36 times, which is an average of only once every ten days. Listed below are the reasons that I didn't succeed more often: We will wake the kids.......... 14 Times It's too late.......... 15 Times I'm tired.......... 42 Times It's too early.......... 12 Times It's too hot.......... 18 Times Pretending to be asleep.......... 49 Times The neighbors will hear.......... 9 Times Headache or Backache.......... 28 Times Sunburn.......... 10 Times Your Mother will hear us.......... 9 Times Not in the mood.......... 21 Times Watching the late show.......... 17 Times Too sore.......... 26 Times New hairdo.......... 5 Times Wrong time of the month.......... 14 Times You had to go to the bathroom.......... 19 Times The 36 times I did succeed, the result was not always satisfying because: 6 times you just laid there, 8 times you reminded me that there was a crack in the ceiling, 4 times you told me to hurry and finish, and once I was afraid I had hurt you because you started thrashing around and breathing heavy. Dear Husband, I think you are a little confused. Here are the real reasons you didn't get more than you did: Came home drunk & tried to screw the cat........ 14 Times Did not come home at all.......... 36 Times Did not come.......... 21 Times Came too soon.......... 33 Times Went soft before you got it in.......... 19 Times Cramps in your legs.......... 16 Times Working too late.......... 38 Times You had a rash, probably from the toilet seat.. 29 Times Caught it in your zipper.......... 15 Times Had a cold, your nose kept running.......... 21 Times Your coffee was too hot and you burned your tongue.......... 9 Times You had a splinter in your finger.......... 11 Times Lost the notion after thinking about it too long.......... 42 Times Came in your pajamas after reading a dirty book.......... 16 Times The reason I laid still was because you missed me and were screwing the sheets. You seemed to be having such a good time I didn't want to move and ruin it for you. I wasn't talking about the crack in the ceiling, what I said was "Would you like me on my back, or kneeling?". The time I was thrashing around and breathing heavy was because you farted and I was fighting for air.