A man visits a friend recovering from flu, who says it's been a
happy and
wonderful experience.
"How so?"
"I've found out how much my wife loves me - she's been so
pleased to
have me home."
"How do you know?"
"Well, every time the postman, the milkman or the dustman comes
by, she
runs out shouting "My husband's home! My husband's home!"
