BackstreetBabe
28-03-2001, 06:37 PM
A HUSBAND IS 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 LIGHT? NOW?
DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE A G.E. LOGO PRINTED ON MY
FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO."
"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'RE ABOUT TO BREAK?"
"I'M NOT A DARN CARPENTER AND I DON'T WANT TO FIX THE
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 HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND
DECIDES TO GO HOME AND HELP OUT.
AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES 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, 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 HIM?"
SHE REPLIED, "HELLOOOOOOOO.......DO YOU SEE BETTY
CROCKER WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?"
:) :) :) :) :)
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 LIGHT? NOW?
DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE A G.E. LOGO PRINTED ON MY
FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO."
"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'RE ABOUT TO BREAK?"
"I'M NOT A DARN CARPENTER AND I DON'T WANT TO FIX THE
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 HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND
DECIDES TO GO HOME AND HELP OUT.
AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES 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, 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 HIM?"
SHE REPLIED, "HELLOOOOOOOO.......DO YOU SEE BETTY
CROCKER WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?"
:) :) :) :) :)