The motorcycle club was having its usual Friday night gathering at the local watering hole. Jim spoke up, “The wife and I are going to marriage counseling. She thinks it will help our relationship.”
“We’d never need marriage counseling,” asserted Mark.
“Why not?”
“Because she majored in communications and I majored in theater.”
“What’s that got to do with it?”
“Well, she communicates very well, and I act like I’m listening.”
