Just as Angela got ready to pull off her bra, bearing her enticing-looking breasts to Peter's hungry gaze, his wife Linda walked in and nearly screamed.
"I knew it," she said. "I knew you were having sex with girls."
"Uh, honey," he said.
"Don't honey me! This is the last straw. I want a divorce!"
Not knowing what else to do, Peter grasped the wishing stone and said "I wish ..."
