And The Difference Is?
Two mothers met for coffee.
"Well Ruthie, how are the kids?"
"To tell you the truth, my Billy has married a ***! She doesn't get out of bed until 11, she's out all day spending his money on Goodness knows what, and when he gets home, exhausted, does she have a nice hot dinner for him? No chance! She makes him take her out to dinner at an expensive restaurant."
"And Heather?"
"Ah! Heather has married a saint. He brings her breakfast in bed, he gives her enough money to buy all she needs, and in the evening he takes her out to dinner at a smart restaurant."