There comes a time when a woman just has to trust her husband… for example…
A wife comes home late at night and quietly opens the door to her bedroom.
From under the blanket she sees four legs instead of two. She reaches for a baseball bat and starts hitting the blanket as hard as she can. Once she’s done, she goes to the kitchen to have a drink.
As she enters, she sees her husband there, reading a magazine. “Hi Darling”, he says, “Your parents have come to visit us, so l let them stay in our bedroom. Did you say hello?
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I wonder if Ramana remembers sending this one?
This made me chuckle.
Good!
Bwahaha! That’s going to create some friction.
You bet!
One of those definite ‘oops’ moments!
It certainly would be!
Motto: don’t just make assumptions, but test them against the facts!
Nick, I do try wherever possible.
Okay…I laughed. Had to check out your new”face.”
Dianne, years a go we celebrated Spring with a new hat, this year I chose a new gravatar! 😆
I do indeed. There is a story that needs to be written about in my blog of somewhat a similar mishap that happened to some visiting firemen in our mill location.
Glad to have jogged your memory.