A guy wakes, from a coma, to find his wife sitting beside the bed, holding his hand. Hoarsely, he whispers, "You're here"?

"Yes", she answers, "I'm with you".

"You know", he says, "you were with me when I lost my job, when the house burned down, when I lost everything in the market, when I had my cancer, when I was in the car crash...you've been with me in all the horrible times of my life".

She smiles, lovingly, and says, "Yes dear".

He looks at her and says, "I think you're bad luck."