One Saturday Afternoon
I think the word she wanted was 'hanged'
One Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in my lawn chair; drinking a beer and watching my wife mow the lawn.
The neighbor lady from across the street was evidently outraged at this. She came over and shouted at me, "You should be hung."
I took a drink from my brew, wiped cold foam from my lips, lifted my darkened Ray Bans, stared directly into this nosey bitch's eyes and calmly replied...
"I am. That's why she cuts the grass."