The wife comes home late at night from a night out with the girls. She quietly opens the door to her bedroom. From under the sheets she sees four legs instead of two. She reaches for a baseball bat and starts hitting the sheet as hard as she can.

Leaving the covered bodies groaning, she goes to the kitchen to have a drink. As she enters, she sees her husband there, reading a magazine.

“Hi, sweetheart,” he says. “Your parents have come to visit us. I let them stay in our bedroom. Did you say hello?”