An attorney arrived home late, after a very tough day trying to
get a stay of execution for a client who was due to be hanged for murder
at midnight.

His last minute plea for clemency to the governor had failed and
he was feeling worn out and depressed.

As soon as he walked through the door at home, his wife started
on him about, 'What time of night to be getting home is this? Where have
you been?

'Dinner is cold and I'm not reheating it'. And on and on and on.

Too shattered to play his usual role in this familiar ritual, he
went and poured himself a shot of whiskey and headed off for a long hot
soak in the bathtub, pursued by the predictable sarcastic remarks as he
dragged himself up the stairs.

While he was in the bath, the phone rang. The wife answered and
was told that her husband's client, James Wright, had been granted a stay
of execution after all. Wright would not be hanged tonight.

Finally realizing what a terrible day he must have had, she
decided to go upstairs and give him the good news.

As she opened the bathroom door, she was greeted by the sight of
her husband, bent over naked, drying his legs and feet.

'They're not hanging Wright tonight,' she said. To which he
whirled around and screamed,

"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WOMAN, DON'T YOU EVER STOP?"