The husband takes the doctor's advice. He rushes home, slams the door, shakes his fist in his wife's face, and growls, "From now on, you're taking orders from me! I want my supper right now, and when you get it on the table, go upstairs, and lay out my best clothes. Tonight, I'm going out with the boys, and you are going to stay at home where you belong! And guess who's going to comb my hair, give me a shave, and tie my necktie?!"
His wife says calmly, "The undertaker."
FOFLMAO....