Possesion

A hard working wife not getting any money from her mean husband decided that she had enough, so she confronted him one Friday afternoon when he had a wad of notes in his hand.

W: Listen, I need money for the running of the house.

H: (Taking her by the hand he led her to their mirror, held up the notes and said): This is mine and that (the reflection) is yours.

Some weeks later, the husband came home one night and saw the fridge filled with groceries and meats of all sort. Waking his wife he said, "Where did you get this from?"

Leading him to the mirror she squatted with legs apart and, pointing to her open crotch, said, "This belongs to the butcher; that (pointing to the mirror) is yours.