Especially hrony one night, Mark rolled over and nuzzled his wife.
“How about it, honey…?” he asked tenderly.
“Oh, Mark, I’ve got an appointment with the gynecologist tomorrow,” said his wife, going on to explain that the doctor had requested that she abstain from intercourse for twenty-four hours before an appointment.
Sam signed deeply and turned over to his side of the bed. A few minutes later he rolled back and asked hopefully, “You don’t have a dentist appointment too, do you?”