An attorney got home late one evening, after a very taxing day
trying to get a stay of execution for a client, named James Wright, who
was due to be hanged for murder at midnight. His last-minute plea
for clemency to the governor had failed and he was feeling worn
out and depressed.

As soon as he got through the door at home, his wife started on
him about, "What time of night do you call this? Where have you
been?" and on and on.

Too shattered to play his usual role in this familiar ritual, he
went and poured himself a shot of whisky and headed off for a long
hot soak in the bathtub pursued by the predictable sarcastic remarks.

While he was in the bath, the phone rang. The wife answered and
was told that her husband's client James Wright had been granted his stay of
execution after all. Finally realizing what a day he must have
had, she decided to go upstairs to give him the good news.

As she opened the bathroom door, she was greeted by the sight of
her husband's rear end as he was bent over naked drying his legs
and feet.

"They're not hanging Wright tonight," she said.

He whirled around and screamed,"FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, WOMAN,
DON'T YOU EVER STOP!"