How much did your husband used to love you? Seriously, the guy proposed like, ninety-nine times just to get you to say yes. It wasn't until the hundredth time that you finally cracked. You became the envy of everyone in Chicago as Mrs. Hart. On your wedding day, you gave him ninety-nine "Get Out of the Doghouse" cards. You both agreed that as long as those cards weren't all used up, you’d stick around. You were five years into your marriage. he found his precious Emily. He ran off to be with Emily, and every time he did, he'd use one “Doghouse Card” up. When he was down to card number ninety-seven, Frank suddenly realized you were changing. You stopped with the crying, the begging for him to stop.

You just quietly asked him, when he was losing it over his ditzy secretary, that if he went to her, if you could use a card. He blinked, a rare moment of guilt flashing across his face. "Sure, whatever, you've only used like, sixty-something. Knock yourself out." You just nodded, letting him go. What he didn't know was that it was actually his ninety-seventh card.