----- Original Message ----- From: JEFF KLEINSMITH Sent: Thursday, July 25, 2002 8:17 PM To: lavernekole@xxxxxxxxx; ellehcim89@xxxxxxx; pathom528@xxxxxx; scandal122317@xxxxxxxxxxxxx; wtbarker1@xxxxxxxxx Subject: Fwd: Fw: cake or bed >From: kellzo@xxxxxxxxx >To: EGRSHD@xxxxxxx (Edgar Shoulders), pmarden@xxxxxxxxxx (peggy marden), >kleinsmithj17@xxxxxxx (Jeff Kleinsmith), akleinsmith@xxxxxxx (April >Kleinsmith), ljbonenberger@xxxxxxx (Lynda Bonenberger), bobnrene3@xxxxxxxxx >(Mom & Dad), JDUBBYA@xxxxxxxxx (Jeff), cmonper@xxxxxxxxx (Cindy Work) >Subject: Fw: cake or bed >Date: Thu, 25 Jul 2002 12:43:29 +0000 > >---------------------- Forwarded Message: --------------------- >From: "Barry Little" >To: "Mike Schaming" , "Sean Toad Little" , "Mary Lou Little" , "Kelly" , >"Cheryl Viva Sarapa" >Subject: Fw: cake or bed >Date: Thu, 25 Jul 2002 07:43:09 -0400 > > cake or bed > > > > WHICH WOULD U CHOOSE? CAKE OR BED????? > > > A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS, > HONEY, COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY? IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR > WEEKS NOW. HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY; FIX THE LIGHT, NOW? DOES > IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE A G.E. LOGO PRINTED ON MY FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO! > > THE WIFE ASKS, WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR? IT WON'T CLOSE > RIGHT. TO WHICH HE REPLIED, FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR? DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE > WESTINGHOUSE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO. > > FINE, SHE SAYS THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS TO THE FRONT DOOR? > THEY'RE ABOUT TO BREAK. I'M NOT A DAMN CARPENTER AND I DON'T WANT TO > FIX STEPS, HE SAYS. DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY > FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO. I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU. I'M GOING TO THE > BAR!!! > > SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A COUPLE OF HOURS. HE STARTS TO > FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES TO GO HOME AND HELP > OUT. AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED. AS >HE > ENTERS THE HOUSE, HE SEES THE HALL LIGHT IS WORKING. AS HE GOES TO GET A >BEER, > HE NOTICES THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED. > > HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED? SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT > I SAT OUTSIDE AND CRIED. JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME WHAT WAS >WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM. HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND ALL I HAD TO >DO >WAS EITHER GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE. HE SAID, SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE >DID YOU BAKE HIM? > > SHE REPLIED, HELLOOOOO.......DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN ON MY > FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO! > > *****NOW SEND THIS TO 5 PEOPLE IN THE NEXT 15 MINUTES AND YOU WILL GET A > SURPRISE. Join the world’s largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. Click Here