After three years of marriage, this woman is still questioning her husband about his lurid past.
"C'mon, tell me," she asked for the thousandth time, "How many women have you slept with?"
"Darling," he protests, "If I told you, you'd have a fit."
She promises she won't get angry and convinces him to tell her.
"Okay," he says, then starts to count on his fingers, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven - then there's you - nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen..."
