Submitted by: Chuckie
"I've been making a lot of Freudian slips lately," a man says casually to his friend.
"Like what?" asks his buddy.
"Well, last week I asked the train conductor for two pickets to Tittsburgh."
"I did something similar the other day," says the friend. "My wife and I were having breakfast, and instead of saying, 'Honey, please pass the butter,' I said,
'You bitch, you ruined my life!'"