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The following joke is taken from Shaggy-dog Stories / Jest For Pun published by Shadow Poetry.

That's Wife©

“Show him in, Stella.” The lawyer, Terry Cason, stood behind his massive cherry-wood desk, waiting for his prospective client to enter.
A prematurely white haired, beanpole of a man marched into the office behind Stella Fleet, seemingly mesmerized by svelte Stella’s swaying hips.
“My name is Peter Tuttle.”
The attorney stuck out his hand and said, “A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Tuttle.”
“Please call me Peter.”
The lawyer motioned Peter to be seated on a leather chair. “How can I help you, assuming I agree to handle your case?”
“You must.” He got down on his knees, his hands clasped as though in prayer.
“It’s my wife, Belinda. I’m being driven to the poorhouse in a BMW, which I don’t own. I’m in debt up to my eyebrows and forget about credit cards. She’s a shop until she drops aholic, and she’s proud of it.
“What more can I say?”
Terry Cason walked around his desk. After patting Peter on his back, Terry helped him to a plush sofa. “Yes, Peter, I’ll take your case. We’ll map out strategy and get wheels in motion certain to win you your freedom.”
Two hours later, Peter left the office, a weak smile on his face.
Summing up the gravity of the case, Stella turned to Terry Cason. “Without hesitation, I’d say this is a matter of wife or debt”