A husband had just finished a book titled, “Man of the House.” He stormed into the house and walked right up to his wife.
Pointing a finger in her face, he said, “From now on, I want you to know that I am the man of this house, and my word is law! I want you to prepare me a gourmet meal tonight, and when I’m finished eating my meal, I expect a sumptuous dessert afterward. Then,
after dinner, you’re going to draw me a bath so I can relax. And, when I’m finished with my bath, guess who’s going to dress me and comb my hair?”
“The funeral director?” said his wife.
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