In the first year of marriage: "Sugar Dumpling, I'm really worried about my baby girl. You've got a bad sniffle, and there's no telling about these things with all the terrible viruses that are going around these days. I'm taking you to the hospital, dear, where I've reserved a private room for you. I know the food's lousy, so I'll be bringing your meals in from Residency. I've already made all the arrangements with the floor superintendent."
Second year of marriage: "Listen, Darling, I don't like the sound of that cough and I've called the doctor to rush right over. Now you go to bed like a good girl, and I'll take care of everything."
Third year: "Maybe you'd better lie down, Honey. Nothing like a little rest when you're feeling lousy. I'll bring you something. Do we have any canned soup?"
Fourth year: "Now look, Dear, be sensible. After you feed the kids, do the dishes, and mop the floor, you'd better get some rest."
Fifth year: "Why don't you take a couple aspirin?"
Sixth year: "If you'd just gargle or something instead of sitting around barking like a seal all night..."
Seventh year: "For God sake, stop that sneezing! What are you trying to do, give me pneumonia?"
Second year of marriage: "Listen, Darling, I don't like the sound of that cough and I've called the doctor to rush right over. Now you go to bed like a good girl, and I'll take care of everything."
Third year: "Maybe you'd better lie down, Honey. Nothing like a little rest when you're feeling lousy. I'll bring you something. Do we have any canned soup?"
Fourth year: "Now look, Dear, be sensible. After you feed the kids, do the dishes, and mop the floor, you'd better get some rest."
Fifth year: "Why don't you take a couple aspirin?"
Sixth year: "If you'd just gargle or something instead of sitting around barking like a seal all night..."
Seventh year: "For God sake, stop that sneezing! What are you trying to do, give me pneumonia?"
Thank God, men take seven years to say so! What about the other way?
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