Dewey is sitting at the bar staring morosely into his beer. Steve walks in, sits down, and asks him what the problem is.
"Well," said Dewey, "I ran afoul of one of those awkward questions women ask. Now I'm in deep trouble at home."
"What kind of question?" asked Steve.
"My wife asked me if I would still love her when she gets old, fat, and wrinkly."
"That's easy," said Steve. "You just say, 'Of course I will.'"
"Yeah," said Dewey, "that's what I meant to say, except I said, 'Of course I DO....'"
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