Norman's wife goes out and moves her car.
A week later while they are eating breakfast again, the radio announcer says, 'We are expecting 10 to 12 inches of snow today. You must park your car on the odd-numbered side of the street, so the snowploughs can get through.'
Norman's wife goes out and moves her car again.
The next week they are again having breakfast, when the radio announcer says, 'We are expecting 12 to 14 inches of snow today. You must park ..........................'
Then the power dies.
Norman's wife is very upset, and with a worried look on her face she says, 'Norm, I don't know what to do. Which side of the street do I need to park on so the snowploughs can get through?'
With the love and understanding in his voice that some men who have been married for years exhibit, Norman says, 'Why don't you just leave it in the garage this time?'