Monday, October 31, 2005

A woman who had recently been married ran into a friend on the street one day. The friend asked her how her marriage was going. "Not good," she said, tearfully. "He eats like a pig, he never takes a bath, and he leaves his dirty clothes all over the house. He makes me so sick I can barely eat." The friend put a comforting hand on her shoulder and said, "Poor girl, why don't you leave him?" "I will," she replied, brushing away her tears, "but first I want to lose another twelve pounds."

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