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When Wives do the Laundry |
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Written by Cathleen Rose
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Friday, 19 December 2008 21:45 |
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My girlfriend tells me that her husband, we’ll call him George, was sitting quietly reading his paper one morning, peacefully enjoying himself. When my girlfriend, his wife, Margie sneaks up behind him and whacks him on the back of his head with a huge rolled up newspaper.
So George asks, "What was that for?"
To which Margie replies, "What was that piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Marylou written on it?"
"Oh honey, remember two weeks ago when I went to the horse races? Marylou was the name of one of the horses I bet on," He pleads.
Margie felt satisfied and goes off to work around the house.
Three days later Margie tells me that once again George was sitting in his chair reading and she repeats the newspaper swatting.
"What the heck was that for this time," George asks angrily
And that’s when Margie said, "Your horse called."
I didn’t ask to hear his response after that.
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