Marriage Story by Floyd Schlosser

One night, my wife Ginger and I were having a fight about money. I grabbed my pillow and said, "I'm not going to sleep with you."

As I headed toward the bedroom door, Ginger jumped up and intercepted me. "I married you so you could sleep with me, so you better get back into bed!"

Of course, I did as I was told, because you don't get married to be angry. You get married to be loved.