Chatting with the wife...
As I sat down with a whisky, my wife said, "paint the fence, clean the car, fix the roof...?"
"Go to Paris, have kinky sex with a busty blonde model and stay sober," I replied.
"What are you on about?" she snarled.
"Oh," I said, "I thought we were talking about things
"Go to Paris, have kinky sex with a busty blonde model and stay sober," I replied.
"What are you on about?" she snarled.
"Oh," I said, "I thought we were talking about things
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