Police are called to an apartment one day.
The police arrive to find a woman holding a bloody 3-iron standing over a lifeless man.
The detective asks her, “Ma’am, is that your husband?”
“Yes” says the woman.
“And did you hit him with that golf club?”
“Yes, yes, I did,” the woman says as she begins to sob, drops the club, and puts her hands on her face.
“How many times did you hit him?”
“I don’t know; put me down for a five.”