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WIVES WITH NO RESPECT

 

ITALIAN COOKIES

An elderly Italian man lay dying in his bed. 

While suffering the agonies of impending death,

he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite

Italian anisette sprinkle cookies wafting up the

stairs.  He gathered his remaining strength, and

lifted himself from the bed.
 

Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his

way out of the bedroom, and with even greater

effort, gripping the railing with both hands, he

crawled downstairs.  With labored breath, he

leaned against the doorframe, gazing into the

kitchen.

 

Were it not for death's agony, he would have

thought himself already in heaven, for there,

spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen

table were literally hundreds of his favorite

anisette sprinkle cookies. 

 

Was it heaven?  Or was it one final act of

heroic love from his devoted Italian wife of

sixty years, seeing to it that he left this world

a happy man? 

 

Mustering one great final effort, he threw

himself towards the table, landing on his

knees in a rumpled posture.  His parched lips

parted, the wondrous taste of the cookie was   

already in his mouth, seemingly bringing him

back to life. 

 

The aged and withered hand  trembled on its

way to a cookie at the edge of  the table,

when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula

by his wife......

 Back off!" she said, "They're for the funeral."

 

 

 

MAN OF THE HOUSE

A mild-mannered man was tired of being bossed

around by his wife; so he went to a psychiatrist.

 The psychiatrist said he needed to build his

self-esteem, and gave him a book on assertiveness,

which he read and finished before going home.

 

 When he returned he stormed into the house and

walked up to his wife. Pointing a finger in her face,

 he said, "From now on, I want you to know that

"I" am the man of this house, and my word is law!

 

I want you to prepare me a gourmet meal tonight,

and when I'm finished eating my meal, I expect a

sumptuous dessert afterward.

 

Then, after dinner, you're going to draw me my

bath so I can relax. And when I'm finished with

my bath, guess who's going to dress me and

comb my hair ...."

 His wife responded, "The Undertaker!."

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