Small-time crook Bernie had been in prison for a few years.
The day he got out, his wife and son were there to pick him up. He came through the gates and got into the car.
As soon as he sat down he said, “F. F.”
His wife turned to him and answered, “E. F.”
Out on the highway, he said, “F. F.”
She responded simply, “E. F.”
He repeated, “F. F.”
She again replied calmly, “E. F.”
“Mom! Dad!” their son yelled. “What’s going on?”
Bernie answered, “Your mother wants to eat first! Where shall we go?”
