Thought of another one.

This guy goes away on vacation to hunt every year, but never brings home a deer. A few years into his marriage, his wife asks him if he really goes hunting, or does he just carrouse with his buddies. He assures her he does in fact hunt, but he has the worst luck in camp. Well hunting season rolls around and it's time to get ready. His wife surprises him by packing all of his stuff, and having his bags waiting. He thanks her and off he goes. In a week he returns, looking pretty worn out. The wife asks how was the hunt. He tells her of the great times he had in the woods chasing old mossyhorns, but something always went wrong, and he was just not able to connect, again. The guy says it was about the best trip ever except for one thing, that she forgot to pack him any underwear. She says, of course I packed you underwear, a clean pair for every day. The guy says, go through my suitcase, there's none in there. She says, Oh, that's right, I put them in your guncase.