Mick left for work on Friday 13th morning. Friday was payday, so instead of going home, he stayed out the entire weekend partying with the boys and spending his entire pay packet.
Finally, Mick appeared at home on Sunday night, and obviously he was confronted by his angry wife, Mary who castigated him for nearly two hours with a tirade befitting his actions. Finally, Mary stopped the nagging and said to Mick, 'How would you like it if you didn't see me for two or three days?'
Mick replied grimly, 'That would be fine with me.'
Monday went by and he didn't see his Mary. Tuesday and Wednesday came and went with the same results.
On Thursday, the swelling went down just enough so that Mick could see Mary a little out of the corner of his left eye.
Yep.....Friday 13th can be unlucky