One evening Dave and Brenda were out sitting on the back porch, and Dave, whos guilty concience finally got the better of him, decided to open his mouth. It went something like this...

Dave :"Brenda, we've been married for what, fifteen years now? And how you're always telling me I need to communicate? I have an idea, we'll tell each other our deepest, darkest secret, and we HAVE to forgive each other! This'll be great won't it?"

Brenda: "I'm not so.."
Dave: "I'll even go first...you remember Gina Smith?"
Brenda: "My bridesmaid?"
Dave: "Yes, her. Well, it was about three months after we were married..I um, I kinda had an affair with her..."
Brenda: "Oh my God..."
Dave: "I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier, but we promised to forgive each other, right?"
Brenda: "I guess...I forgive you"
Dave: "Whew! That's a load off...now honey, what little 'ol secret do you want to tell me?"
Brenda: "I'm not so sure this is a good.."
Dave: "Remember, no matter what, I'll forgive you!"
Brenda: "Allright. Back before we met, my real name was BRUCE."

Damn trannies.