The husband had just finished reading a new book entitled, “You Can Be the Man of Your House”. He stormed to his wife in the kitchen and announced, “From now on you need to know that I am the man of this house, and my word is Law. You will prepare me dinner tonight, and when I’m finished eating my meal you will bring me dessert. After dinner you are going to go upstairs with me and we will have the kind of sex that I want. Afterwards you are going to draw me a bath so I can relax. You will wash my back and towel me dry. Then you will massage my feet and hands. Then tomorrow guess who’s going to dreass and comb my hair?” The wife replied, “the fuckin’ funeral director would be my first guess.”
I’ll be gone for a week, so don’t have too much fun without me, Internet!