Tuesday, April 28, 2009

interim

it's been a crazy stretch of simultaneous family and personal and work crises so i never got to carnival posting, but finally working on it now. in the meanwhile, as a show of good faith that i will post again, some more humour from my mother:
one year, a husband decided to buy his mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a christmas gift. the next year, he didn't buy her a gift. when she asked him why, he replied, "well, you still haven't used the gift i bought you last year!" and that's how the fight started...
a woman is standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror, unhappy with what she sees and says to her husband, "i feel horrible; i look old, fat and ugly. i really need you to pay me a compliment." the husband replies, "your eyesight's damn near perfect." and that's how the fight started...
my wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. she said, "i want something shiny that goes from 0 to 200 in about 3 seconds." i bought her a scale. and that's how the fight started...
i asked my wife, "where do you want to go for our anniversary?" it warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation. "somewhere i haven't been in a long time!" she said. so i suggested, "how about the kitchen?" and that's when the fight started...
my wife and i are watching who wants to be a millionaire while we were in bed. i turn to her and say, "do you want to have sex?" "no," she answered. i then said, "is that your final answer?" she didn't even look at me this time, simply saying "yes." so i said, "then i'd like to phone a friend." and that's when the fight started...
i tried to talk my wife into buying a case of miller light for $14.95. instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95. i told her the beer would make her look better at night than the cold cream. and that's when the fight started...
i took my wife to a restaurant. the waiter, for some reason, took my order first. "i'll have the strip steak, medium rare, please." he said, "aren't you worried about the mad cow?" "nah, she can order for herself." and that's when the fight started...


walk good.
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