A lady visits her therapist. "I think my husband is a son of a bitch."The therapist asks why she thinks that. She replies, "Well, he kisses me."The therapist kisses her and says, "I kissed you, and I'm not a son of a bitch."She replies, "Yes, but he feels me up."The therapist proceeds to feel her up.He returns to his seat and says, "I felt you up, and I'm not a son of a bitch."The lady replies, "But he -- you know -- has sex with me."So the therapist goes over and has sex with her. After they're finished, the therapist says, "See, I just had sex with you, and I'm not a son of a bitch."The lady says, "Yes, but my husband has AIDS."The therapist says, "SON OF A BITCH."