Knock knock. Who’s there?
Banana. Banana who?
Banana me. Banana you?
It’s me, your wife.
Why didn’t you say so, I wasn’t wearing my hearing aid.
Are you wearing it now?
No thanks, I’ll go later.
Uncomfortable silence, as usual.
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