The husband had been coming home hammered every night for years, and the wife always yelled at him before going to bed angry and alone.
One day the woman decided to try some of that reverse psychology she had read about. When her husband staggered in the door late one night, she was waiting for him in her sexiest lingerie. She sat him in an armchair and gave him a back rub.
“It’s getting late, big boy,” she said in a sultry voice. “Why don’t we go upstairs to bed?”
“We might as well,” slurred the drunken husband. “I’m going to be in trouble anyway when I get home.”