Man of the House
This isn't a new one - I've heard it before and you may have as well. But it tied in very well with Paul's post yesterday.
A man finished reading a book on male assertiveness titled MAN OF THE HOUSE. He stormed into the kitchen and walked directly 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 to draw me my bath so I can relax. And when I'm finished with my bath, guess whose going to dress me and comb my hair?"
She looked at him for a moment and slowly answered,
"The Funeral Director?"
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I didn't have time to come up with anything more original today. I took my daughter out dancing last night. A friend of ours plays keyboard with a local band which was appearing at an outdoor venue on the water. Because the establishment is an upscale restaurant, as well as lounge, and it's outdoors, ID is not required to get in. When I take my daughter, I just drink Sprite. I don't want to be suspected of slipping alcohol to my underage (17) kid. Those of you who viewed the retro party photos may consider me a tiny bit flamboyant, but I pale in comparison to my female offspring! She hammed it up on the dance floor so much last night, the band's lead singer broke up laughing and had to stop singing for a verse! She was jamming on her air guitar and making up all these cool dance moves. She's such a drama queen. She should really be a performer. I'll try to post something new tomorrow!
posted by WordWhiz at 7/14/2005
13 Comments:
My First Wife and I yukked it up on the dance floor one great night. Stole the show. It made me wish I could dance.
Good joke.
10:47 AM
I know you're supposed to dance like nobody's watching, but they are watching.
1:09 PM
lol funny joke. glad you ahd fun dancing and stuff
1:40 PM
Let's hope not... because the mortician would probably dress me in a hideous suit and apply WAY too much makeup and probably incorrectly style my hair too.
2:07 PM
PAUL: Left a question on your blog.
LEJND: Yeah, but I'm having too much fun to care.
JERZEE: I love to shake, shake, shake my booty!
2:12 PM
HERMES: We crossed comments! Interesting that you're not concerned about the fact that you'd be DEAD...only about the fact that your physical appearence might suffer. Clearly you are a firm believer in the theory that it is more important to LOOK good than to FELL good...or be ALIVE for that matter.
2:17 PM
Wordwhiz. If you look good DO YOU NOT feel good?
3:02 PM
Oh, and to address your comment... it'd majorly SUCK being DEAD. However, If I were dead... if I somehoe had no choice in the matter... I'd surely want to made up right.
3:03 PM
somehoe?
Freudian slip? I meant SOMEHOW. yak. yak.
3:03 PM
HERMES: You are too funny!! You gotta come to Vegas!
3:09 PM
I responded.
3:36 PM
Movies! Post movies!
(Good joke, Whizzer.)
6:58 PM
LOL! good joke. Reminds me of the man who started railing at his wife about how he was the man of the household, and she had to listen to him and his commands. He showed her his pants and said, see these? I WEAR THE PANTS IN THIS HOUSE.
The woman eyed him and held up a pair of her pants to him. "See THESE? You aren't getting into them ever again if you keep up that attitude, buddy!"
My daughter will probably be like that one day...she just loves to dance! hehe :) It's great when your kids are so much fun!
11:20 PM
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