Instead of going to the movie theater as I told the little woman, I decided to visit the new martial-arts studio in town, as I could use a little conditioning, a little loosening up. Boy, was I surprised at the tools and techniques used at that studio, not at all what I imagined it would be like.
When I returned home a couple of hours later, Jonka asked, "So how was your movie?"
"Didn't see it," I replied, "I decided to check out that new martial-arts studio on main street."
"What martial-arts studio?" she asked.
"The one next to the In Seine Cafe," I said.
"You idiot," Jonka anwered, "you misread their sign. That's not a martial-arts studio---it's a marital-arts studio."