A henpecked husband was told by a shrink to assert himself. Husband took doc’s advice. He went home, slammed the door, shook his fist at his wife and growled, ‘From now on, you’re taking orders from me. I want my dinner now… Tonight I’m going out with the boys, lay out my clothes on the bed, and you know who’s going to tie my cravat?’ ‘I certainly do,’ calmly replied the wife, ‘the undertaker.’