"I can never fool my wife," George complained. "I turn off the 
       car's engine and coast into the garage, take off my shoes, sneak 
      upstairs, and undress in the bathroom. She always wakes up and 
                        screams at me for being out so late." 

        "You got the wrong technique, my friend," his friend replied. "I 
       roar into the garage, slam the door, stomp up the steps, rub my 
          hand on her butt and say, 'How about a little?' She always 
                                 pretends to be asleep." 

                                       sound familiar ?