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Here's a message my wife forwarded to me:
Subject: What Do You Do All Day?
A man came home from work and found his three children outside,
still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes
and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.
The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house
and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an
even bigger mess.
A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall.
In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the
family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.
In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the
counte r, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor,
a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by
the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more
piles of
clothes looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that
something
serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made
its way
out the bathroom door.
As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn
over the floor.
Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the
mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still
curled up
in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled,
and
asked how his day went.&nb sp; He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What
happened here today?"
She again smiled and answered, "You know every day when you come home from
work and you ask me what in the world I do all day?"
"Yes," was his incredulous reply.
She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
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Subject: What Do You Do All Day?
A man came home from work and found his three children outside,
still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes
and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.
The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house
and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an
even bigger mess.
A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall.
In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the
family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.
In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the
counte r, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor,
a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by
the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more
piles of
clothes looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that
something
serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made
its way
out the bathroom door.
As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn
over the floor.
Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the
mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still
curled up
in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled,
and
asked how his day went.&nb sp; He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What
happened here today?"
She again smiled and answered, "You know every day when you come home from
work and you ask me what in the world I do all day?"
"Yes," was his incredulous reply.
She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
Send this page to another woman or better yet...her husband!
