A couple was celebrating their golden wedding anniversary.
Their domestic tranquillity had long been the talk of the town, and on this special occasion, a local newspaper reporter paid them a visit.
He inquired as to the secret of their long and happy marriage.
“Well,” explained the husband, “it all goes back to our honeymoon.
We visited the Grand Canyon and took a trip down to 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 farther when the mule stumbled again.
Once more my wife quietly spoke: ‘That’s twice.‘ We hadn’t gone a half-mile when the mule stumbled a third time.
My wife promptly removed a revolver from her purse, hopped down off the beast, and shot the mule dead.”