An angry housewife met her husband at the front door and immediately noticed he smelled of alcohol and perfume.
"I assume," she said with her most acidic sarcasm, "That there must be a very good reason for your coming home at six o'clock in the morning with booze on your breath and another woman's perfume all over you."
This old man and old woman (husband and wife) die and go to heaven. There, St. Peter gives them the grand tour of their new home. It's a HUGE mansion with a limo driver, gardener, etc.
The old man exclaims, "That's ours?"
St. Peter says "Yes, it is yours, forever and ever."
The old man is a little suspicious and says, "How much is the rent?"
St. Peter says, "It is free. After all, this is heaven."