Earl and Betty had been married so long, they could finish each other’s sentences… mostly with sarcasm.
One rainy Saturday, they both wanted the TV — Earl for a Western marathon, Betty for a cooking show.
“We’ll settle this like adults,” Earl declared, grabbing a coin. “Heads, I win. Tails, you lose.”
Betty squinted. “That doesn’t sound fair.”
“Neither does your meatloaf, but here we are,” Earl grinned.
They flipped the coin. It landed in Betty’s palm — tails.
Earl grabbed the remote triumphantly, only to realize… it didn’t turn the TV on.
“Betty… where’s the batteries?” he asked.
Betty took a sip of tea. “Oh, those? I sold them to the neighbor for five bucks. Bought myself a nice quiet afternoon.”
