BY ROGER ALFORD
A woman came home to find her retired husband waving a rolled up newspaper round his head.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m swatting flies,” he said. “So far, I’ve gotten three males and two females.”
Puzzled, his wife asked how he knew which gender they were.
“That’s easy,” he explained. “Three were on my recliner, and the other two were on the telephone.”