That evening the wife is cooking dinner and he's in the living room. He thinks to himself: 'I'm about 40ft away, lets see what happens.' In a normal voice he asks: 'Honey, what's for supper?' No response.
So he moves to the other end of the room, about 30ft away from his wife and repeats: 'Honey, what's for supper?' Still no response.
Next he moves to within 20ft of her and repeats: 'Honey what's for supper?' Again, no response.
So he walks to within 10ft. 'Honey, what's for supper?' Still nothing.
So he walks right up behind her. 'Honey, what's for supper?'
'Damn it, for the fifth time, CHICKEN!'
(Thought this might sound familiar to some of you!)