I'm sure you married fellows can relate.
The wheel of my grocery cart was making a horrible scraping sound
as I rolled it through the supermarket. Nevertheless, when I finished
my shopping and saw a cartless woman, I offered it up, explaining,
"It makes an awful noise, but it works."
"That's okay," she said, taking it, "I have a husband at home like that."
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In the insurance business, I pose many of the same questions to our clients
when I speak to them over the phone. "Is your car a two or four door?" I
asked one woman.
"Two doors," she replied. I checked through several manuals and determined
that her model was only ever made as a four door. I asked her again. "Two
doors," she repeated.
"That's strange,"I said, "it appears your car only has a four- door model."
"Oh, no, dear," she assured me, "it has two doors... on each side."
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My sister walked into a men's clothing store looking to buy a shirt for me
and pants for my stepfather. Now, I'm well over six feet tall and my stepdad
is pretty short, so she asked a salesman for help. "I'm looking for a shirt with
an 18 neck and 38-inch sleeves," she told him, "and trousers with a 30-inch
waist and an inseam of 27 inches." After absorbing those measurements,
the salesman said, "I have to ask. Do this guy's knuckles drag on the floor?"
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A friend and her husband were participating in a blood drive, and as part
of the prescreening process, an elderly volunteer was asking some questions.
"Have you ever paid for sex?" the woman asked my friend's husband sweetly.
Glancing wearily over at his wife, trying to calm a new baby and tend to
several other children milling around her, he sighed, "Every time."
