Mundre was complaining to a friend.
"My wife is a nagger," he said.
"What is she fussing about this time?" his friend asked.
"Now," said the Mundre, "she has begun to nag me about what I eat. This morning she asked me if I knew how many pancakes I had eaten. I told her I don't count pancakes and she had the nerve to tell me I had eaten 19 already."
"And what did you say?" asked his friend.
"I didn't say anything," said Mundre. "I WAS SO MAD, I JUST GOT UP FROM THE TABLE AND WENT TO WORK WITHOUT MY BREAKFAST."
