Two neighbors were talking over the back fence. “I went to a wedding this weekend,” one said, ”but I don’t think it’s going to last.” “Why not,” asked the other. “Well, when the groom said ‘I do,’ the bride said, ‘Don’t use that tone of voice with me!”’ — My wife still hasn’t spoken to me since last Christmas. I asked her what she wanted for Christmas, and she said, “Oh, just surprise me.” So, at three o’clock Christmas morning, I leaned over and yelled, “BOO!” — “What an odd thing tourism is. You fly off to a strange land, eagerly abandoning all the comforts of home, and then expend vast quantities of time and money in a largely futile attempt to recapture the comforts that you wouldn’t have lost if you hadn’t left home in the first place.” — Bill Bryson — Back in the old days, a man…