5 foot 3, to be exactMaybe some coralation I didn't know existed. Frank
5 foot 3, to be exactMaybe some coralation I didn't know existed. Frank
Well, I don't think so. La Gringa's 5'11, and the ratios seem to hold true.
If Devious theory were correct then I must have married a miget that walks around in a 5'9 body.
It's not the length of the wick, but the amount of powder in that length of wick that affects the burn time![]()
My lawnmower has been out of order now for some time, my wife nagged me continually for about three week to do something about it.
I would have done something about it sooner, but there was always something more important to spend my time on.....you know.....things like fishing, golf, assisting the neighbors wife with small jobs ect.
Well the other day I get back from work and find my wife sitting flat on her backside in around ankle high grass, cutting the lawn with a pair of paper scissors.
So I observe this ritual for a while, walk into the house and return with a toothbrush. Giving her the toothbrush I say, "when you're done with the lawn, please sweep the driveway!"
I now walk with as the doctor puts it "a permanent Limp!" I must add that miraculously I found the time to repair the lawnmower!![]()
A woman comes home and tells her husband,
'Remember those headaches I've been having all these years ? Well, they're gone.'
'No more headaches?' the husband asks, 'What happened ?'
His wife replies, 'Angie referred me to a hypnotist & he told me to stand
in front of a mirror, stare at myself and repeat,
I do not have a headache
I do not have a headache
I do not have a headache
Well, it worked ! The headaches are all gone.'
'Well, that is wonderful' proclaims the husband.
His wife then says, 'You know, you haven't been exactly a ball of fire in
the bedroom these last few years, why don't you go see the hypnotist and see
if he can do anything for that ?'
Reluctantly, the husband agrees to try it.
Following his appointment, the husband comes home, rips off his clothes,
picks up his wife an d carries her into the bedroom.
He puts her on the bed
and says, 'Don't move, I'll be right back.'
He goes into the bathroom and comes back a f ew minutes later and jumps into
bed and makes passionate love to his wife like never before.
His wife says, 'WOW ! - that was wonderful !'
The husband says, 'Don't move ! I will be right back.'
He goes back into the bathroom, comes back and round two was even better
than the first time.
The wife sits up and her head is spinning 'OH MY GOD' she proclaims.
Her husband again says, 'Don't move, I'll be right back.'
With that, he goes back in the bathroom.
This time, his wife quietly follows him in the bathroom, she sees him
standing at the mirror and saying ....
She's not my wife
She's not my wife
She's not my wife'
His funeral service will be held Sunday
The othe night my wife and I were watching, "Who wants to be a millionair" I asked her if she wanted to go to the bedroom and make some whoopee. I got an emphatic "NO" as an answer. So I said "then I would like to phone a friend!" ..........Thats when the fight started...........![]()
The wife and I are making our 30th year together this year. In all that time,being my wife is a full blooded coonass,you would think she could cook. Not in her case. There is a saying in my house that goes like this. In thirty years,my wifes' cooking is like no two meals look a like,but they all taste the same!![]()
I asked my wife where she wanted to go for our anniversary.
It warmed my heart to see how her face melted in appreciation!
"Somewhere I have not been for a long time," she answered.
"Good," I said. "Then, how about the kitchen......" I suggested.
Well that started another war..........