A Sunday school teacher was teaching her class about the difference between right and wrong.
“All right children, let’s take another example,” she said. “If I were to get into a man’s pocket and take his billfold with all his money, what would I be?”
Little Johnny raises his hand, and with a confident smile he blurts out, “You’d be his wife!”
Every year on their wedding anniversary my boss, Woody, and his wife celebrated by staying at the same resort hotel.
On their 25th anniversary they booked their usual room. But when the hotel’s bell captain escorted them upstairs, they were in for a big surprise. “There must be some mistake,” Woody said. “This looks like the bridal suite.”
“It’s okay,” the bell captain reassured him. “If I put you in the ballroom, that doesn’t mean you have to dance.”
This guy was watching TV as his wife was out cutting the grass during the hot summer. He finally worked up the energy to go out and ask his wife what was for supper.
Well, his missus was quite irritated about him sitting in the air conditioned house all day while she did all the work, so she scolded him. “I can’t believe you’re aking me about supper right now! Imagine I’m out of town, go inside and figure dinner out yourself.”
So he went back in the house and fixed himself a big steak, with potatoes, garlic bread and tall glass of iced tea.
The wife finally walked in about the time he was finishing up and asked him, “You fixed something to eat? So where is mine?”
“Huh? I thought you were out of town.”
I heard my wife mention one morning while getting ready for Church, “I sure need some new stockings.”
When she went into the bakery on the way home that afternoon, I spied a clothing store next door. So, I thought I would surprise her and went in to buy her some new stockings…
“Can I help you,” the saleslady asked.
“Yes, I would like to get some stockings for me wife please.”
“Sheer?” she asked.
“No, she’s not here,” I replied. “She’s next door at the bakery.”
A husband asks his wife, “If I should die first would you marry again?”
“I would be heart-broken, of course,” was her reply, “but I think eventually I would remarry.”
“But you wouldn’t bring him here to our house?”
“Why not? I’ve worked and slaved to make this house a home. There is no reason to abandon it.”
“But you wouldn’t sleep in our bed?”
“Well, I wouldn’t run out and buy a new bed right away.”
“Surely, you wouldn’t let him use my golf clubs?”
“Of course not! He’s lefthanded!”
Although I knew our commanding officer hated doling out weekend passes, I thought I had a good reason.
“My wife is pregnant and I want to be with her,” I told the C.O. Much to my surprise he said, “Permission granted.”
Inspired by my success, a fellow soldier also requested a weekend pass. His wife wasn’t pregnant, so when the C.O. asked why he should grant him permission, my friend responded, “My wife is getting pregnant this weekend and I want to be with her.”
After learning the Lamaze method of natural childbirth, I was admitted to the delivery room with my wife.
It seemed like an eternity before the doctor finally announced, “I’ve got the head now; just a few more minutes.”
“Is it a girl or boy?” I asked excitedly.
The doctor replied, “I don’t know. It’s hard to tell by the ears.”
In search of a new shower for our home, my wife and I went to a bathroom-supply store.
We discussed our needs with a young saleswoman. Since it was near closing time, we had to curtail our discussion and made plans to come back the next day to make our final decision.
Later that evening, my wife and I were at a restaurant, where the same young lady from the bathroom-supply store was now working a shift as a waitress.
As she passed our table, she suddenly recognized us and called to me in a loud voice, “HEY! You’re the man who needs a shower!”
“Do you remember first meeting your wife?”
“Sure, I found Jill lying face down in the gutter. I lifted her to her feet and promised her that if she agreed to marry me, she would begin a new life and I’d never allow her near the gutter again.”
“Wow, I hope she appreciates what you did for her.”
“Not really. Jill hated to give up bowling.”
Q: What would you get if you crossed a king’s wife with a car rental agency?
A: The Queen of Hertz.
My wife had never been to a baseball game, so I took her to see the Los Angeles Dodgers one night.
Our seats were right behind the third-base line. At the top of the first inning, the batter hit a foul ball.
Miraculously, I managed to catch it on the fly.
As I sat down, breathless with excitement, my wife turns to me and says… “That was nice! How many of those do you get a game?”
I was having trouble with the idea of turning 30 and was oversensitive to any signs of advancing age. When I found a prominent gray hair in my bangs, I pointed to my forehead.
“Have you seen this?” I indignantly asked my husband.
“What?” he asked. “The wrinkles?”
Q: What did the garden snake say to his wife?
A: “I wear the plants in the family.”
Q: What happened to the baseball player who was late for dinner?
A: His wife threw him out at home.
Q: What did the cannibal wife give her husband when he came home late?
A: The cold shoulder.