Police are called to an apartment one day.

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.”