A husband crawls back home drunk on night.
Next day he wakes up with a hangover and sees that the whole house is clean and his shirts are laundered and there is a breakfast already prepared.
So he asks his son:
Hey Billy, what is up, why is your mother so nice to me considering my condition last night?
Billy answers: Well, yesterday when she was pulling your pants off you were yelling: Get away from be, bitch! I'm married!
Possum; AKA:- Ali El-Aziz Mohamed Gundawiathan
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