"Uhhh,...yes, officer,...he's my good-for-nuthin' husband,...he fell flat on his face in aisle nine a couple of hours ago. I thought it was just one of his dizzy spells. ...Figured I might as well finish my shopping.... Went back to get him a few minutes ago and he seems to be a bit stiff.... Wouldn't fit in the basket,...so there he is.... I think he'll be alright once I get him home.... ....No sir, we have not had any marital problems,....Why do you ask?...."