How Fights Start
Published by Rick on Tuesday, November 03, 2009.
My wife sat down on the settee next to me as I was flipping channels. She asked, “What's on TV?”
I said, “Dust.”
And that’s how the fight started...
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My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, “Do you want to have sex?”
“No,” she answered.
I asked, “Is that your final answer?”
She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, “Yes.”
So I said, “Then I'd like to phone a friend.”
And that’s how the fight started...
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Last Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made a packed lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the boat up to the car, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.
I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, “The weather out there is terrible.”
My loving wife of 35 years replied, “Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?”
And that's how the fight started...
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I bumped into the back of the car in front this morning. So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car. You know how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and little things just seem funny? Yeah, well I couldn't believe it.... He was a DWARF!!! He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, “I AM NOT HAPPY!!!”
So, I looked down at him and said, “Well, then which one are you?”
And that’s how the fight started...
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My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, “I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds.”
I bought her a set of bathroom scales.
And that’s how the fight started...
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When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her some place expensive... so, I took her to a petrol station.
And that’s how the fight started...
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After retiring, I went to the Job Centre to sign on. The woman behind the counter asked me for identification to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.
The woman said, “Unbutton your shirt.”
So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, “That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me” and she processed my registration. When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Job Centre.
She said, “You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability allowance, too.”
And that’s how the fight started...
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My wife and I were sitting at a table at my school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table. My wife asked, “Do you know her?”
“Yes,” I sighed, “She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.”
“My God!” says my wife, “who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?”
And that’s how the fight started...
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I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason took my order first. "I'll have the steak, medium rare, please.”
He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?”
"Nah, she can order for herself.”
And that’s how the fight started...
- - - - - - - -
A woman was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She was not happy with what she saw and said to her husband, "I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.”
The husband replied, “Your eyesight's damn near perfect.”
And that’s how the fight started...
I said, “Dust.”
And that’s how the fight started...
- - - - - - - -
My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, “Do you want to have sex?”
“No,” she answered.
I asked, “Is that your final answer?”
She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, “Yes.”
So I said, “Then I'd like to phone a friend.”
And that’s how the fight started...
- - - - - - - -
Last Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made a packed lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the boat up to the car, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.
I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, “The weather out there is terrible.”
My loving wife of 35 years replied, “Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?”
And that's how the fight started...
- - - - - - - -
I bumped into the back of the car in front this morning. So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car. You know how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and little things just seem funny? Yeah, well I couldn't believe it.... He was a DWARF!!! He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, “I AM NOT HAPPY!!!”
So, I looked down at him and said, “Well, then which one are you?”
And that’s how the fight started...
- - - - - - - -
My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, “I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds.”
I bought her a set of bathroom scales.
And that’s how the fight started...
- - - - - - - -
When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her some place expensive... so, I took her to a petrol station.
And that’s how the fight started...
- - - - - - - -
After retiring, I went to the Job Centre to sign on. The woman behind the counter asked me for identification to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.
The woman said, “Unbutton your shirt.”
So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, “That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me” and she processed my registration. When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Job Centre.
She said, “You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability allowance, too.”
And that’s how the fight started...
- - - - - - - -
My wife and I were sitting at a table at my school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table. My wife asked, “Do you know her?”
“Yes,” I sighed, “She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.”
“My God!” says my wife, “who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?”
And that’s how the fight started...
- - - - - - - -
I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason took my order first. "I'll have the steak, medium rare, please.”
He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?”
"Nah, she can order for herself.”
And that’s how the fight started...
- - - - - - - -
A woman was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She was not happy with what she saw and said to her husband, "I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.”
The husband replied, “Your eyesight's damn near perfect.”
And that’s how the fight started...
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