Scene: a living room, early evening

WIFE:  “I’m ready to go.”

HUSBAND:  “I can’t seem to move my left arm. It’s as heavy as lead.

WIFE: “What about your right?”

HUSBAND: “As light as cloud.”

WIFE: “How could this have happened?”

HUSBAND: “It must be that therapist I’ve been seeing.”

WIFE:  “Doctor Atlas?”

HUSBAND: “Yes.  He told me to put all my troubles to one side.”

WIFE:  “And you chose….?

HUSBAND: “The left side, yes.”

WIFE: “You’re being a bit literal, aren’t you?”

HUSBAND:  “Bodies ARE literal.”