Announcement

Collapse
No announcement yet.

Cake Or Bed ???

Collapse
X
 
  • Filter
  • Time
  • Show
Clear All
new posts

  • Cake Or Bed ???

    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 LOOK AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
    > >FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
    > >DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
    > >GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
    > >I DON'T THINK SO.
    > >
    > >FINE,
    > >
    > >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 WESTINGHOUSE
    > >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 DAMM CARPENTER AND I DON'T
    > >WANT TO FIX STEPS.
    > >HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
    > >ACE 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 A
    > >COUPLE OF HOURS....................................
    > >
    > >HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
    > >HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
    > >TO GO HOME.
    > >
    > >AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
    > >THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
    > >
    > >AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE, HE SEES THE
    > >HALL LIGHT IS WORKING.
    > >
    > >AS 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 SAT
    > >OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
    > >
    > >JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
    > >WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
    > >
    > >HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
    > >ALL 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!
    > >
    > >
    > >
Working...
X