A couple was celebrating their golden wedding anniversary.
Their domestic tranquility had long been the talk of the
town, “What a peaceful and loving couple.” A local
newspaper reporter was inquiring as to the secret of their
long and happy marriage. “Well, it dates back to our
honeymoon,” explained the man. “We visited the Grand Canyon
and took a trip down the bottom of the canyon by pack mule.
We hadn’t gone too far when my wife’s mule stumbled. My
wife quietly said, “That’s once.’ We proceeded a little
further and the mule stumbled again. Once more my wife
quietly said, ‘That’s twice.’ We hadn’t gone a half-mile
when the mule stumbled the third time. My wife quietly
removed a revolver from her purse and shot the mule dead.
I started an angry protest over her treatment of the mule,
when she looked at me and quietly said, ‘That’s once.’
And we lived happily ever after.”