Mr. and Mrs. Martinson

Mrs. Meyerowitz met Mrs. Goldstein for a cup of teat one afternoon.
'Did you hear the Martinsons's stove exploded last night? began Mr.Meyerowitz.
'Mr. and Mrs. Martinson were blown right out the front door and into the street!'
'If that's true, ' quipped Mrs.Goldstein, 'that's the first time they've gone out together in thirty year.