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, and pointing his 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!
You are 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 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?"
"The Funeral Director is my guess," said his wife
making his
commute home from work.
By the time he reached home, he stormed into the house and walked
directly
up to his wife, and pointing his 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!
You are 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 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?"
"The Funeral Director is my guess," said his wife
