A woman came home, screeching her car into the driveway, and ran into
the
>house. She slammed the door and shouted at the top of her lungs,
"Honey,
>pack your bags. PTSC has just risen through the roof.
>The husband said, "Oh my God! What should I pack, beach stuff or
mountain
>stuff?" "Doesn't matter," she said. "Just get out."

I took liberties with this rather old joke by inserting PTSC, but I hope it brings a laugh to some. I couldn't help but think of it when you wanted to walk in to the house and announce the outcome of PTSC.

Long & Strong