Joan said her ex husband would still come by after their split to 
do the garden, clean the house.  I came home one day to find 
him there and we had a fight.  He sat on the couch and I stood, 
and we yelled back and forth about how he was no longer
welcome in the house.  Finally, we calmed down.  He 
apologized for yelling and I apologized for not telling him his 
right testicle was hanging out of his shorts the whole time we 
were fighting.

Long ago in Israel the wisest man, a great philopher and thinker, was 
holding audience. Everyone was there - the hall was packed out - 
politicians at the front, professionals, doctors, lawyers next, then 
businessmen, etc., with lesser beings further and further away. 

He intones his most famous and deepest saying: "Life is like a fish". 
Everyone murmers in obedient and respectful agreement "How wise", "What a 
thinker", "How true", "What a man". 

At the very back of hall, a callow, spotty youth - a freshman probably, 
sticks his hand up and asks "Why?". Absolute horror around the hall... 
They stare round enraged at him "How can he question the great man?", "Has 
he no sense at all?". They stare back anxiously at the great man - what 
will he do? He doesn't react, just sits there, pondering. The atmosphere 
is electric. After ten minutes of deep thought, the great man looks up, 
the audience expectant with bated breathe. He speaks. "Alright, so it's 
not like a fish".

On a bumper sticker:

     Keep honking, I'm reloading.