The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 3, Issue 4 (August 1, 1928)

Out of Turn

Out of Turn.

“Why did your wife leave you?” asked the lawyer.

“I don't know,” replied the husband. “I remember I was just wiping the gravy from my hair…”

“The gravy from your hair! How could….”

“She threw it. But I must admit I had thrown the soup at her, but then she had broken a teacup over my head.”

“Why?”

“Because I burned her hat when she slit my new overcoat.”

“Slit your new overcoat?”

“Yes, because I threw a book at her and upset the dining-room table. Oh, I bet that's why she left! It wasn't my turn.”

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