The day can't be perfect

I got a call from someone this afternoon asking me if I'd talked to my wife. Evidently, my wife ran into the back end of this person last night and was trying to hide it from me. She's has beaten the hell out of the new car I bought her. Every panel on it is dented or cracked.

Anyway, this someone that she rear ended happens to be an ex-girlfriend of mine that I dated for a year or so.

I'm so tempted to tell my wife, "What a coincidence, I nailed her in the ass as well".