The Psychiatrist

Smoking Brain
A man goes to his psychiatrist for some advice.

“Doctor Jerry,” he says, “there’s something wrong in my marriage.”
“What’s that?” the therapist asks.
“It’s the sex—my wife insists on turning off the lights.”
“And this bothers you?”
“No, it doesn’t bother me. I just makes it hard to see her though the window.”
“The window?”
“I see,” the therapist pauses. “How do you feel about your wife having sex with another man?”
The man answers: “I don’t know—Jerry is a pretty nice guy…”
Frustrated, the therapist shouts: “Sir! Your wife is cheating on you—wait, my name is Jerry…”
“Oops, I’m sorry, did I say my wife?”