Season Tickets

My wife was reading a newspaper, while her I was engrossed in a magazine. Suddenly, she burst out laughing.

“Listen to this,” she said. “There’s a classified ad here where a guy is offering to swap his wife for a season ticket to the stadium.”

“Hmmm,” I said to her, not looking up from my magazine.

Teasing me, she said, “Would you swap me for a season ticket?”

“Absolutely not,” I said.

“How sweet,” she said. “Will you tell me why not?”

“Season’s more than half over,” I said.

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