Wives.

Leave it to Harry.

He always did come out of the worst situations smelling like roses.

D'oh.

Who'd a thunkit of the old rascal.

Well, now that he was retired it might be fun to look him up again.

See the look on his face when he came through the gate.

He hadn't been that bad at the end, after all.

"Say, Sam, what d' ya say we pay a visit to old Maybourne one of these days and.."

The words were effectively cut off when his lawn chair tipped sideways into the lake.

Geez.

Wives.