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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