CAKE OR BED
A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,HONEY, COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY? IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY, FIX THE LIGHTS NOW? DOES IT LOOK LIKEIHAVE GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO.FINE, SHE SAYS THEN THE WIFE ASKS, WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR? IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT TO WHICH HE REPLIED, FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTING HOUSE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO FINE,
SHE SAYS THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS TO THE FRONT DOOR? THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T WANT TO FIX STEPS. HE SAYS, DOES ITLOOKLIKE I HAVEACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?I DON'T THINK SO I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR ACOUPLE OF HOURS...............................
HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES TOGOHOMEAS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICESTHAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THEHALL LIGHT IS WORKINGAS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SATOUTSIDE AND CRIED.JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED MEWHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, ANDALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.HE SAID,SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE? SHE REPLIED,
HELLOOOOO..DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON'T THINK SO!
.... LoveEachDay ....
A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,HONEY, COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY? IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY, FIX THE LIGHTS NOW? DOES IT LOOK LIKEIHAVE GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO.FINE, SHE SAYS THEN THE WIFE ASKS, WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR? IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT TO WHICH HE REPLIED, FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTING HOUSE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO FINE,
SHE SAYS THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS TO THE FRONT DOOR? THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T WANT TO FIX STEPS. HE SAYS, DOES ITLOOKLIKE I HAVEACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?I DON'T THINK SO I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR ACOUPLE OF HOURS...............................
HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES TOGOHOMEAS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICESTHAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THEHALL LIGHT IS WORKINGAS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SATOUTSIDE AND CRIED.JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED MEWHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, ANDALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.HE SAID,SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE? SHE REPLIED,
HELLOOOOO..DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON'T THINK SO!
.... LoveEachDay ....
