A woman was telling her friend that she was getting married for the fourth time.
"Isn't three times enough?" asked the friend.
"No," said the woman. "My first husband was a builder and he always said he would do it later. My second husband was a gynecologist and all he wanted to do was look at it. My third husband was a psychiatrist and all he wanted to do was talk about it. My fourth husband is a lawyer, so I know I'll get screwed."