i***@invalid.invalid
2009-08-20 01:17:34 UTC
"!" <***@gmail.com> wrote:
A newlywed couple moves into their new house. One day the husband
comes home from work and his wife says, "Honey, you know, in the
upstairs bathroom one of the pipes is leaking, could you fix it?" The
husband says, "What do I look like, Mr. Plumber?" A few days go by,
and he comes home from work and his wife says, "Honey, the car won't
start. I think it needs a new battery. Could you change it for me?" He
says: "What do I look like, Mr. Goodwrench?" Another few days go by,
and it's raining pretty hard. The wife finds a leak in the roof. She
says, "Honey, there's a leak on the roof! Can you please fix it?" He
says, "What do I look like, Bob Vila?" The next day the husband comes
home, and the roof is fixed. So is the plumbing. So is the car. He
asks his wife what happened. "Oh, I had a handyman come in and fix
them," she says. "Great! How much is that going to cost me?" he
snarls. Wife says: "Nothing. He said he'd do it for free if I either
baked him a cake or slept with him." "Uh, well, what kind of cake did
you make?" asks the husband. "What do I look like," she says, "Betty
Crocker?"
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Who in hell was that?
A newlywed couple moves into their new house. One day the husband
comes home from work and his wife says, "Honey, you know, in the
upstairs bathroom one of the pipes is leaking, could you fix it?" The
husband says, "What do I look like, Mr. Plumber?" A few days go by,
and he comes home from work and his wife says, "Honey, the car won't
start. I think it needs a new battery. Could you change it for me?" He
says: "What do I look like, Mr. Goodwrench?" Another few days go by,
and it's raining pretty hard. The wife finds a leak in the roof. She
says, "Honey, there's a leak on the roof! Can you please fix it?" He
says, "What do I look like, Bob Vila?" The next day the husband comes
home, and the roof is fixed. So is the plumbing. So is the car. He
asks his wife what happened. "Oh, I had a handyman come in and fix
them," she says. "Great! How much is that going to cost me?" he
snarls. Wife says: "Nothing. He said he'd do it for free if I either
baked him a cake or slept with him." "Uh, well, what kind of cake did
you make?" asks the husband. "What do I look like," she says, "Betty
Crocker?"
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Who in hell was that?