Relationship Jokes: To My Dearest Wife

To My Dearest Wife, During the past year, I have attempted to make love to you 365 times.
I have succeeded 36 times, which is an average of only once every 10 days.
The following is a list of why I didn't succeed more often: We will wake the kids - 54 times It's too late - 15 times I'm too tired - 42 times It's too early - 12 times It's too hot - 18 times Pretending to be asleep - 31 times The neighbors will hear - 9 times Headache or backache - 26 times Sunburn - 10 times Your mother will hear us - 9 times Not in the mood - 21 times Watching the late show - 17 times Too sore - 26 times New hairdo - 6 times Wrong time of the month - 14 times You had to go to the bathroom - 19 times Of the 36 times that I DID succeed, the result was not always satisfying because 6 times you just laid there, 8 times you reminded me that there was a crack in the ceiling, 4 times you told me to hurry up and get it over with, 7 times I had to wake you up to tell you I was finished, and once I was afraid that I had hurt you because you started thrashing around and breathing heavy.
Let's try to improve this, shall we?
Love, Your Hubby ------------------------- To My Dearest Husband, I think things are a little confused.
Here are the REAL reasons you didn't get more than you did this past year: Came home drunk and tried to screw the cat - 23 times Did not come home at all - 36 times Did not come - 21 times Came too soon - 38 times Went soft before you got it in - 19 times Cramps in your leg - 16 times Working too late - 33 times You had a rash, probably from a toilet seat - 29 times Caught yourself in your zipper - 15 times You had a cold and your nose kept running - 21 times You had burned your tongue on hot coffee - 9 times You had a splinter in your finger - 11 times You lost the notion after thinking about it - 42 times Came in your pajamas after reading a dirty book - 16 times The reason I laid still was because you had missed me and were screwing the sheet.
You seemed to be having a good time and I didn't want to move and spoil it for you.
I wasn't talking about the crack in the ceiling.
What I said was, 'Would you like me on my back or kneeling?'
The time I was thrashing around and gasping was when you farted and I was fighting for air.
Maybe you can work on your 'shortcomings?'
Love, Your Wife