The husband had just finished reading a new book entitled "You Can Be the
Man of Your House."
He stormed into the kitchen and walked directly up to his wife. Pointing a
finger in her face, he said sternly, "From now on, you need to know that I
am the man of this house and my word is law! You will prepare me a gourmet
meal tonight, and when I'm finished eating my meal, you will serve me a
scrumptious dessert. After dinner you are going to go upstairs with me, and
we will have the kind of sex that I want.
After that, you are going to draw me my bath so I can relax. You will wash
my back and towel me dry and bring me my robe. Then you will massage my
feet and hands. Then after that's done, guess who's going to dress me and
comb my hair?"
His wife replied, "The f--king funeral director would be my guess."
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
MAN OF THE HOUSE
MAN OF THE HOUSE
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