Yet another email gem from FMIL
A man had just finished reading his book 'Man Of The House' while making his commute home from work. By the time he reached home, he stormed into the house and walked directly up to his wife, pointing his finger in her face, he said 'From now on, I want you to know that I am the man of the house and my word is law! You are to prepare me a gourmet meal tonight, and when I'm finished eating my meal, I expect a scrumptious dessert afterward. Then, after dinner, you're going to draw my bath so I can
relax. And when I'm finished with my bath, guess who's going to dress me and comb my hair?'
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'The Funeral Director would be my guess,' said his wife
relax. And when I'm finished with my bath, guess who's going to dress me and comb my hair?'
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'The Funeral Director would be my guess,' said his wife
