To Be 6 Again
Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 1:19 pm
To Be 6 Again
A husband was sitting on the edge of the bed, observing his wife looking at herself in the mirror. Since her birthday was not far off he asked what she'd like for her birthday.
"I'd like to be six again," she replied, still looking in the mirror.
On the morning of her birthday, he arose early, fixed her a big bowl of Lucky Charms, and then took her to Six Flags theme park. What a day! They went on every ride in the park: the Death Slide, the Wall of Fear, the Screaming Monster Roller Coaster -- everything there was.
Five hours later they staggered out of the theme park. Her head was reeling and her stomach felt upside down.
He then took her to McDonald's for a Happy Meal with extra fries and a chocolate shake.
Then it was off to a movie with popcorn, soda, and her favorite candy - M&M's.
Finally the wife wobbled home with her husband and collapsed into bed exhausted. He leaned over her with a big smile and lovingly asked, "Well, honey, what was it like being six again?"
Her eyes slowly opened and her expression suddenly changed: "I meant my dress size, you idiot."
The moral of the story: Even when a man is listening, he's gonna get it wrong.
A husband was sitting on the edge of the bed, observing his wife looking at herself in the mirror. Since her birthday was not far off he asked what she'd like for her birthday.
"I'd like to be six again," she replied, still looking in the mirror.
On the morning of her birthday, he arose early, fixed her a big bowl of Lucky Charms, and then took her to Six Flags theme park. What a day! They went on every ride in the park: the Death Slide, the Wall of Fear, the Screaming Monster Roller Coaster -- everything there was.
Five hours later they staggered out of the theme park. Her head was reeling and her stomach felt upside down.
He then took her to McDonald's for a Happy Meal with extra fries and a chocolate shake.
Then it was off to a movie with popcorn, soda, and her favorite candy - M&M's.
Finally the wife wobbled home with her husband and collapsed into bed exhausted. He leaned over her with a big smile and lovingly asked, "Well, honey, what was it like being six again?"
Her eyes slowly opened and her expression suddenly changed: "I meant my dress size, you idiot."
The moral of the story: Even when a man is listening, he's gonna get it wrong.
