“My wife is the most suspicious woman in the world”, complained Morris, the harried husband to a sympathetic friend.
Last year she found a blond hair on my jacket and she didn’t speak to me for a week. Six months ago she said there was a red hair near my shirt collar… and there was no breakfast for a month.
“That’s not so bad”…said the friend.
“Oh yeah,” said Morris, “Yesterday she beat me over the head with a pan, screaming and claiming because she found no hairs in six months… that I am now going out with bald women!”