Thursday Special ~ Trust

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?

I wonder if Ramana remembers sending this one?


12 thoughts on “Thursday Special ~ Trust

    1. Grannymar Post author

      Dianne, years a go we celebrated Spring with a new hat, this year I chose a new gravatar! 😆

  1. Rummuser

    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.


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