While on a cruise, my wife said she would love to see me “walk the plank”, only after she puts some butter on the bottom of my shoes. I thought she was kidding until I saw her a few hours later carrying some margarine and a long wooden board. When she said she would also like to sprinkle some blood on me right before I stepped off the edge, I asked members of the crew was there any marriage counselors aboard the ship, if not, how about a judge that can issue to me a restraining order. What the…
