Jake woke up with severe stomach pain. When he tried to get out of bed he lost his balance, but caught himself by leaning into the nearby dresser. His wife Vicky walked in the bedroom, seen how unsteady he was, and helped him back into bed.
Exhausted, he asked “Fix me another drink, would you, Vicky?”
“Of course, darling,” she replied tenderly.
Vicky returned with the drink, then leaned over Jake and kissed him. Jake grabbed her, tilted her head back for another kiss,
“ Open wide you, scurvy bitch, this time your drinking the arsenic, laced drink!”
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