I was in my back yard yesterday, trying to fly a kite. I threw the kite
up in the air, the wind caught it for a few seconds, then it came
crashing back down to earth. I tried this a few more times with no success.

All the while, my wife is watching me from the kitchen window, muttering
to herself how men need to be told how to do everything.

She opened the window and yelled to me, "You need a piece of tail."

I turned with a confused look on my face and said to her, "Make up your
mind. Last night, you told me to go fly a kite."