Saturday, May 10, 2014

The Broken Lawn Mower


Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right and the other is usually the husband.
 
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, e-mail, golfing, fishing, always something more important to me.
 
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 few minutes. When I came out again I handed her a toothbrush. 'When you finish cutting the grass,' I said, 'you might as well sweep the driveway.'
 
The doctors say I will walk again, but I Will always have a limp.

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