When I was a lad, I used to tell people that I got Playboy for the pictures. Not much has changed since then.
I don't get Playboy anymore, but I've still got a smart mouth. They can't take that away.
But lately, around the house, it's been getting harder to come up with the good ones. I'm off my game. My wife doesn't throw it up to me, but she knows, if I had taken her advice, we would have been all in cash since 1973. And, with interest compounding, we would be better off today. By a mile.
She knows it. And she knows I know it. It's hard to get a laugh out of that.