The Napoleonic Nutjob

A wild-eyed man dressed as Napoleon Bonaparte entered the psychiatrist’s office and nervously exclaimed, “Doctor, I need your help right away.”

“I can see that,” retorted the doctor. “Lie down on that couch and tell me your problem.”

“I don’t have any problem,” the man snapped. “It’s my wife, Josephine! She thinks she’s Mrs. Schwartz.”