The Broken Lawnmower
When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the truck, the car, playing golf, the house, always something more important to me than fixing the damn lawn mower .
Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house.
I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again I handed her a toothbrush. I said, when you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway.
The doctors say I will, after extensive rehabilitation, walk again, but I will always have a limp.
Moral to this story:
Marriage is a relationship, in which one person is always right, and the other is the husband
2007-05-31
06:53:37
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Greybeard
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