This just landed in my in-box, courtesy of my brilliant sister. I'm changing the main character to myself to avoid offending anyone (and because well, it sounds like something I might do):
One day, Trish called her husband and said, "Please come home and help me. I have a killer jigsaw puzzle and I can't figure out how to get it started"
Steve asked, "What is it supposed to be when it's finished?"
Trish said, "According to the picture on the box, it's a tiger."
Steve agreed to help with the puzzle. Trish led him to the kitchen, where she had the puzzle spread all over the table.
He studied the pieces for a moment, then looked at the box, then turned to Trish and said, "First of all, no matter what we do, we're not going to be able to assemble these pieces into anything resembling a tiger."
Then he took her hand and added, "Second, I want you to relax Let's have a nice cup of coffee, and then," he sighed..............
"Let's put all these Frosted Flakes back in the box."