Alex was a sports fan whose face was always either buried in
the sports pages or transfixed by the television screen.

One
night as he lay in bed next to his wife watching a football
game, she got up, walked across the room and unplugged the
TV.

"Hey," Alex shouted, "what do you think you are doing?"

"I'm sick of sports, I'm sick of TV," she replied. "You
haven't touched me in months. We're going to talk about sex
right now!"

"OK, OK. So," he asked after a moment, "how often do you
think Brett Favre gets laid?"