BW sends in this Game-related joke:
A wealthy couple was sitting in an upscale restaurant. Suddenly, a gorgeous redhead approached the man., walked over to their table and gave him a big, wet kiss and then walked away.
"And who was that?” asked the wife in a huff. "That's my mistress," the man admitted.
“That's it!” snapped the wife. " I want a divorce!!!"
"All right,” said the husband. "But you realize that if we divorce now, that means no more trips to Paris in the spring and no more trips to Miami Beach in the winter. It means no more Mercedes, no more maids, no more butlers, and it we'll have to sell our house in a depressed market. We'll both have to move out and live in two smaller houses."
The wife sat there fuming, her arms crossed, when a mutual friend walked into the restaurant with an attractive blonde on his arm.
"Who's that with Jim?" asked the wife.
"That's his mistress," said the husband.
"Ours is much prettier,” the wife declared.