One evening, after the honeymoon, Pat goes to the garage tinkering with his tools, happily welding just for fun. His new bride leaning against the work bench, watching quietly.
After a long pause, she said “Sweetie, now that we're married maybe it’s time to stop spending so much time out here. You could sell the welders, the golf clubs… and that old Honda 50 has to go.”
Pat stopped what he was doing and stared at her as if she’d grown two heads. “ What’s wrong darling?” She asks sweetly.
“For a second there, Pat said slowly, you sounded just like my ex - wife."
Her eyes widen “ EX wife?! You
never told me you’ve been married before." Pat shrugged "I wasn't.”