Wife: I had a horrible dream last night.
Husband: Sorry to hear that. What was it about?
Wife: I dreamed that you were still with Shari, only she wasn't as fat. She was might height, a little pudgy, like me. It was like you couldn't decide between us.
Husband: That sounds like a nightmare, for sure.
Wife: And we were going to go somewhere, and she wanted to travel with us, and she called me a bitch and I called her a bitch.
Husband: Well, baby, no worries, you are the only choice.
Wife: That's kind of what you said in the dream. In the dream you said you were going with me and not her, because I make you coffee every morning.
Wife: And I said, "Yes. Always go with the one who makes you coffee."