 I don't blame her. It's impossible to be married to me. It takes two to make a rotten marriage. Oh, you don't know what I was like at home. I bought her a book, and I made her write down every penny that we spent. 38 cents for cigarettes, 10 cents for a paper. Everything had to go in the book. And then we had a big fight because I said she forgot to write down how much the book was.