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!
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >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!
> >
> >
> >




