This fellow was walking home from work one evening, very depressed. He was married to a nag who was constantly switching between treating him nice and tearing down his self-esteem. To add to it, his best friend was to be hanged that night for a capital crime. He stomped into the house and slammed the door, sunk in his self-pity. His wife said, "Honey, what's the problem?" "They're hanging my best friend, Tony Wright, tonight!" "I understand. Go take a bath and I'll get supper ready for you, Sweetie. Then you can go down to see him before the hanging. Now, won't that make you feel better?" He decided to not make it worse and agreed with her proposal. Well, while she was getting supper the paper came, hitting the front door with a plop. She picked it up and opened it. The heading read, "WRIGHT GETS STAY OF EXECUTION." She knew her husband would want to know immediately and hearing the great news would really lift his spirits. So she went up the stairs and opened the bathroom door. There he was, bent over and naked, cleaning the tub. She said, "Honey, they're not hanging Wright tonight!" "The same old story," he shook his head. "First you're nice and then it's b*tch, b*tch, b*tch!"