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 | Every minute, to and fro,
That's the way my hours go,
Bring me this, take me that,
Feed the dog, put out the cat,
Standing up I eat my toast,
Drink my coffee, thaw the roast,
Empty garbage, make the bed,
Rush to church, wash my head,
Sweep the kitchen, wax the floor,
Scrub the woodwork, clean the door,
Scour the bathtub. then myself,
Vacuum carpets, straighten shelves,
Eat a sandwich on the run,
Now my afternoon's begun.
|  | | |  | To the soccer game I go,
When will I find time to sew?
Meet the teacher, stop a fight,
See the dentist, change a light,
Help with homework, do the wash,
Iron the clothes, put on the squash,
Shop for groceries, cash a check,
Fight the crowds, now I'm a wreck!
| | | Dinner time it soon will be,
"What's for dinner?" Wait and see!
Dirty dishes fill the sink,
Make some popcorn and a drink,
Will they never go to bed,
Will I never get ahead?
Bring them water, get the light,
Turn off the TV, lock up the bike,
Where's my pillow, say your prayers,
Did you lock the door downstairs?
|  | | | At last in bed, my spouse and I,
Too tired to talk, too weak to cry,
And in the dark I hear him say...
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| | ( You know that filling up that calendar yesterday inspired this, hehe. ) | I feel for ya girls....been there, done that, glad it's over! 
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The Kiss... He had just saved her from a fire in her house, rescuing her by carrying her out of the house into her front yard, while he continued to fight the fire. She is pregnant. The firefighter was afraid of her at first, because he had never been around a Doberman before. When he finally got done putting the fire out, he sat down to catch his breath and rest. A photographer from the Charlotte, North Carolina newspaper, "The Observer," noticed this red Doberman in the distance looking at the fireman. He saw her walking straight toward the fireman and wondered what she was going to do. As he raised his camera, she came up to the tired man who had saved her life and the lives of her babies, and kissed him, just as the photographer snapped this photograph. 
Firefighters are awesome,
and greatly under appreciated. I loved this when I saw it.
I would have given him sugar too.
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While walking down the street one day a U.S. Senator was tragically hit by a truck and died. His soul arrived in heaven and was met by St. Peter at the entrance. (If you’re of a secular persuasion, bear with this story for a minute as the point is worthwhile). "Welcome to heaven," said St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a small problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, so we're not quite sure what to do with you. Most of your elite peers have chosen to go elsewhere." "No problem. Just let me in, I'm sure we can work something out." said the Senator. "Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we have decided to do is have you spend one day in Hell and one in Heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity." "Really, I've already made up my mind. I want to be in Heaven," said the Senator. "I'm sorry, but we have our rules." And with that, St. Peter escorted the Senator to the elevator and down he went, down to hell. The doors opened and he found himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance was a clubhouse and standing in front of it were all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone appeared to be very happy and everyone wore evening dress. They ran to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They played a friendly game of golf and then dined on lobster, caviar and drank the finest champagne. Also present was the Devil, who was a really friendly guy, and who had a good time dancing and telling jokes. They were all having such a good time that before he realized it, it was time to go. Everyone gave him a hearty farewell and waved while the elevator rose into the distance. The elevator went up, up, up and the door reopened in heaven where St. Peter was waiting for him. "Now it's time to visit heaven." Twenty four hours passed with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They had a good time and before he realized it, the twenty four hours was gone and St. Peter returned. "Well, then, you've spent a day in Hell and another in Heaven. Now you have to choose your eternity." The Senator reflected briefly, then answered: "Well, I would never have said it before, and I don’t want to offend you, I mean Heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in Hell." So St. Peter escorted him to the elevator and back down, down, down to Hell he went. The doors of the elevator opened and the Senator found himself in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He saw all his friends, dressed in rags, arguing among themselves, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more garbage fell from above The Devil eventually came over to him and put his arm around the Senator’s shoulders. "I don't understand," stammered the Senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and a beautiful clubhouse. We ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's only a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. This is not what I wanted. What happened?" The devil looked at him, smiled and said, "Yesterday we were campaigning which is a lot different than reality. You saw what you wanted to see and heard what you wanted to hear. Today you voted." 
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 Hi friends! This is a photo that I have had on my computer since....well, for ever. I think that it is adorable. Some of you have no doubt also seen it around, but I still thought that it would be a fun one for write the caption. I look forward to seeing what you come up with. Have fun!
See ya later!
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![Image]() | Hi friends! As the name of the blog implies, I was just wanting to see how using a table with a graphic side border would work and look here. I had seen them used on 360 before, but never got around to trying one out there. By the time I post this....maybe I will have the size of everything the way I want it. Right now what I am seeing looks pretty goofy, lol. But as with most html thingies...you just have to play around with it til you get it the way you want it. I'm not being able to get the right side where I 'blog' to get wide enough. Hmmmm. I know! A graphic might make it enlarge :)  Or maybe not! Grrrrrr, I am not doing so hot at this so far. Dang it. Okay...try enlarging the font then! Crap. LOL (it didn't work). Excuse my giant font as I try enlarging again to see if it will work. Here goes! did this make a difference?! huh, huh? Errrrrrrrr. no it did not. I couldn't use a font that huge anyway, if it had worked. Well I did just learn one thing. Don't mess with the cell spacing or cell padding, lol. That put the bees and flowers all the way around the box here, it was not purdy. I'm almost done here. Only one more thing to try. Making the 'width' a larger number. I don't know if that is for the border or the blog side though, lol. If that doesn't work, I'm clueless as to what would. Here goes. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Yay!! That worked. *big smile* But I liked that bordered larger. Ooh well. Okay, I'm all done now. Sorry to have wasted 2 minutes of your life :)) Now that I sorta kinda know how to use this thing, I'll share the basic code if any of you want to play with it on your site. The outside border will always be white, but you can change the graphic to use what you want, and can change the background and font color. The code: Check the Edit HTML box like you are adding a graphic or photo and paste the code into your blog. Now uncheck it to see what you are starting with. You will see a tiny space to right of a line in the box you see there. Place your cursor to right of that line and hit your space bar a few times to make it enlarge. You might type something there to keep the space open while you work with the code. The text that I have made in RED is where you add your graphic of choice to use as the left border. The BLUE text is the size of the border around the whole table. You can change that also, 11 is the size used on mine. What I have in PINK text is what I changed to make my 'blog' area larger. To change your background and font color, change the six digit number you see there. Well I see that I just typed white for background, lol. But white would be #FFFFFF and the #000000 is black. This might look complicated but it really isn't. Like I said above, you just have to play with it until it looks the way that you want it to. With that said, if you try it, have fun! And if you have any questions I will try to help you, but as you saw here....mine was done through trial and error, lol. Have a great day friends!! Talk to you later. denim |
| In a recent Harris On-line poll..
38,562 men across the US were
asked to identify a woman's ultimate fantasy.
97.8% of the respondents said that the female
ultimate fantasy is to have two men at once.
While this has been indeed verified
by a recent sociological study, it appears
that most men do not realize that in this fantasy,
one man is cooking and the other is cleaning. ............................................................................................................................................. | | | |
It's kinda funny how when you are looking through the camera lense, you think that you are seeing....but don't really see everything in the shot until you upload it to your computer. Such was the case with this photo that I got, hmmm, last week? I think. It was after it had been storming and the clouds looked cool to me so I wanted to capture it. It was around 5 p.m. and about a half hour before the sun going down. I know what I see in the photo, but what do you see?
And you may see something different. Something that I still haven't seen. But I thought it would be fun to see if any of us share the same imagination. I will tell what I saw after I see some of your responses. Talk to you later. I'm heading off the mountain for a while. I hate going into town on Fridays, but I must.
So send up a little prayer for the idiot drivers that might encounter me.  Oops, I almost forgot the photo! LOL I'm tired, yeah, that's it, I'm tired! 
Be back later to see what you saw! LOL 
denim
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Sicily, the year was 1934. Okay, not really. It was in Atlanta, Georgia.
The year was 1979. Where I had gone to a party with a fella that lived in the apartments where I had moved a few months before. We had been to a 'community party' at the clubhouse and he asked did I want to go and party with some of his friends there in the complex, that they were cool and he thought that we would have fun. So I said sure! The apartment was full of people. They were watching a University of Georgia football game, it was smokey, loud, and I was one of only four females there. Jock party? I was introduced to everyone and the two guys that lived there, a loud obnoxious guy named Steve, and a really cute guy named David who seemed a little shy to me. It was my first time to really meet anyone other than the tenants in my own building. The unit I lived in was one bedroom studio apartments consisting of maybe eight apartments and I was the only female, lol. I loved that apartment. But back to the football party. It was kinda weird to me at first, they didn't have the sound up to the game, they were watching the game and had the stereo going in the background. Well I knew nothing about football, but they were playing some great tunes. And I learned that the roommate David had a part time job as a party diskjocky and that he had quite a collection of music. Hmmmm, okay, he has a broadcasters license too, but had never applied at any stations...he did after all have a 'real job'. Some place I had never heard of though. Where they make beer cans? Union guy? Wow, has been there since he was !6 years old. Dang, I was having fun with my friends at 16! Have you figured out yet that this David and I have kinda been exchanging information? I was in between jobs myself. I had just recently quit my job working at the County Mental Health Center, and was for the most part not even looking for work yet. It was springtime and I wanted to enjoy myself some before I found another job. I'm referring to the guy I went to the party with as 'a fella' because I can't remember his name. *blush* But anyway, later into the evening the 'fella' said that he needed to be leaving, that he had to get up early the next morning but that if I didn't feel awkward staying myself, to go ahead and stay, he would ask either Steve or David to see me home. Wasn't that nice of him! I stayed, lol. David and I ended up going out on the patio away from all the noise where we could talk and get better acquainted. It was evening and it was cold out there! But I wouldn't be noticing it so much soon. That night was the beginning of 'David and Denim'.
In the following weeks we saw each other almost every night, and we took a trip together to Panama City, Fl. with his roommate Steve and Steve's girlfriend. That was a blast. It was my first time to ever go there and I loved it! So much to do, and wonderful restaurants. I just wish that we could have stayed longer. For when we got back, I had to get serious and find a job. I was 22 then, and David was 28. I guess that we started out with him being the 'serious' one, and me the one that took things one day at time, and not worrying a whole hell of a lot about what was going to happen the next day. A concept that has changed only a little over the years with me, and that continues to baffle him. I believe that it must be true what is said about opposites attracting, and maybe even staying together. I can't say that it was anything we had in common that drew us together, it was more of a chemistry thing. And I'm glad of that since likes and dislikes change, but chemistry, I'm not so sure that changes. I have left out some of our story, like how his obnoxious roommate tried getting me to go with him, and yes, he already had a girl friend. *rolls eyes*. And also about how we become engaged and all. But I will tell you that it was in May when we meet, we became engaged in October, and were married in December....all in the same year, 1979.
We had our first daughter, Katie, in 1981 and then Laura in 1987. I wish that the ones
that said it would never last
could see us now. * David was NOT shy...he just had a very LOUD roommate, I did get a job when we returned from Fl. working for United Farm Reality Co. where I worked until I had Katie. It was the last job I would have for several years. | | | |
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Coffee Break Romance
It's reported that more than 10,000 marriages a year now
are directly traceable to romances which begin during coffee breaks. .................................... Engagement Lengths
The average engagement lasts 6 months.
First Love
Two out of five marry their first love.
Wearing a Wedding Ring
The reason that the engagement ring and wedding band is worn on the fourth finger of the left hand is because the ancient Egyptians thought that the "vein of love" ran from this finger directly to the heart.
....................................................................................... Go Ahead and Kiss
A team of medical experts in Virginia contends that you're more likely to catch the common cold virus by shaking hands than by kissing.
Having Sex?
According to a survey, the second most popular reason for having sex is to produce a baby. 
Strange But True In Pennsylvania, Ministers are forbidden from performing marriages when either the bride or groom is drunk. Median Age for Marriage In 1970, brides were on average 20.8 years old when they married, while grooms were 23.2. Americans are now marrying later in life. In the year 2000, brides were on average 25.1 with their grooms averaging 26.8.
 Morning Kissing
Studies indicate that a man who kisses his wife good-bye when he leaves for work every morning averages a higher income than those who don't. Husbands who exercise the rituals of affection tend to be more painstaking, more stable, more methodical, thus, higher earners. Studies also show that men who kiss their wives before leaving in the morning live 5 years longer than those who don't. (YAY!)
Oldest Bride Minnie Munro became the world's oldest bride when she married Dudley Reid at the age of 102 on May 31, 1991. Reid, the groom, was 83 years old.
Oldest Groom Harry Stevens was 103 when he married 84 year old Thelma Lucas at the Caravilla Retirement Home in Wisconsin on December 3, 1984. Phone Proposals 6% of men proposed to their girlfriends over the phone.
Romance Novels Romance Novels are more popular than ever. 53% of all mass market paperback books sold in this country are Romances. Romance novels earn more money in the USA yearly than baseball! So, what's the national pastime?
Sex Manuals The oldest sex manuals were published in China 5,000 years ago.
The Longest Engagement SIXTY-SEVEN YEARS, according to the Guinness Book of World Records. The happy couple finally wed at age 82! 
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This is not a new blog. It is one that I wanted to keep from my 360 site, so many of you have already seen it. Thought I would just warn you because if you miss it this time, no biggie ;). | I loved this song then,. and I love it now. . . . . . Shame on The Moon
~ Bob Seger ~ . Released 1983 . . ******** . . Until you've been beside a man
. You don't know what he wants
. You don't know if he cries at night
. You don't know if he don't . When nothin comes easy . Old nightmares are real . Until you' ve been beside a man . You don't know how he feels . Once inside a woman's heart . A man must keep his head . Heaven opens up the door . Where angels fear to tread . Some men go crazy . Some men go slow . Some men go just where they want . Some men never go . Oh blame it on midnight . Ooh shame on the moon . Everywhere it's all around . Comfort in a crowd . Strangers faces all around . Laughin right out loud . Hey watch where your goin . Step light on old toes . Cause until you've been beside a man . You don't know who he knows . Oh blame it on midnight . Ooh shame on the moon . Oh blame it on midnight . Ooh shame on the moon . . * *** ***** *** * . . Swaying in my seat, smiling.  . .
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| A man goes to visit his 85-year-old grandpa in the hospital. “How are you grandpa? He asks. “Feeling fine,” says the old man. “What’s the food like?” “Terrific, wonderful menus.” “And the nursing?” “Just couldn’t be better. These young nurses really take care of you.” “What about sleeping? Do you sleep OK?” “No problem at all nine hours solid every night. At 10 o’clock they bring me a cup of hot chocolate and a Viagra tablet … and that’s it. I go out like a light.” The grandson is puzzled and a little alarmed by this, so he rushes off to question the nurse in charge. “What are you people doing,” he says, “I’m told you’re giving an 85-year-old Viagra on a daily basis. Surely that can’t be true?” “Oh, yes,” replies the nurse. “Every night at 10 o’clock we give him a cup of hot chocolate and a Viagra tablet. It works wonderfully well. The hot chocolate makes him sleep, and the Viagra stops him from rolling out of bed.” Enjoy your day friends !! See ya later
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Hello friends, I hope that all of you had a good Christmas! Ours was very nice, it went off with out a hitch. Just the way I like, lol. I have been doing some of the after Christmas sales and finding some good buys. Sometimes I think that we would all be better off if we just waited until afterwards to shop! But then I guess you risk not being able to find the items that you need to purchase. Retailers seem really anxious to get it off the shelves before the first of the year, and if they have to make major price reductions to do that.....works for me. I was wanting a white pre-lit tree and got one for under $16.00, lol. That makes me feel very glad that I didn't get it before Christmas like I almost did. Six and half foot with 400 lites. *smiles* This only makes about 4 or okay, 6 different styles of trees I have now. Shhhhhhhh, it is still in my car trunk. I'm taking it to my daughters house to store it so I don't have to see David roll his eyes again, lol. We have absolutely nothing planned for New Years. Just about everyone we know is sick, and I'd rather stay home and not get cooties. So far we have managed to escape getting the "crud" that is making it's rounds. I have sinuses year round, so that is nothing new. But that other mess sounds like bad news. Apparently it takes you a good while to completely recover from it. A new kind of cold they are saying. Wonder if that means the old cold is gone for good? Like the old wasn't bad enough. Guess that's about all I have for now. I wanted to say "hello", and also remind you that if YOU have plans to be out and about New Years....please be safe. No drinkie and drive! Okay, I'm out! Talk to you later. ............Hugs,
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| For all of us, that are missing a special someone at Christmas, and always. Denim  There’ll be one missing this Christmas, one place at table---bare, one smiling face we’ll yearn for just knowing you’re not there One present left beneath the tree after all have been passed out, with pretty ribbon posed atop a heartfelt gift, no doubt Voices soft, diminished, we’ll sing a Christmas song, hoping next year’s easier even though you have been gone long The joy of your great laughter as the children gathered ‘round your spirit more like ‘Peter Pan’ in revelry and sound The snow outside---lightly falling, of which you were so fond, swift on skis and snowboard, and skating on the pond Cozy by a crackling fire we’ll surely quietly sit, recalling times your lengthy frame would stretch in front of it. We’ll have to gather all our faith and be of one accord, knowing you are safe with Him spending Christmas with our Lord… Miss you Daddy | |
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Hello Friends! This is a fun site that I wanted to share with you. "Ask Santa" Click on PRESENTS. Have fun friends! I finally got me a pony!  And if I don't see you again before Christmas, I hope that all of you have a Wonderful Holiday! Jesus is the Reason for the Season
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| Roses For Mama 
Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his back yard in the snow. Bobby didn't wear boots; he didn't like them and anyway he didn't own any. The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them and they did a poor job of keeping out the cold. Bobby had been in his backyard for about an hour already. And, try as he might, he could not come up with an idea for his mother's Christmas gift. He shook his head as he thought, "This is useless, even if I do come up with an idea, I don't have any money to spend." Ever since his father had passed away three years ago, the family of five had struggled. It wasn't because his mother didn't care, or try, there just never seemed to be enough. She worked nights at the hospital, but the small wage that she was earning could only be stretched so far. What the family lacked in money and material things, they more than made up for in love and family unity. Bobby had two older and one younger sister, who ran the house hold in their mother's absence. All three of his sisters had already made beautiful gifts for their mother. Somehow it just wasn't fair. Here it was Christmas Eve already, and he had nothing. Wiping a tear from his eye, Bobby kicked the snow and started to walk down to the street where the shops and stores were. It wasn't easy being six without a father, especially when he needed a man to talk to. Bobby walked from shop to shop, looking into each decorated window. Everything seemed so beautiful and so out of reach. It was starting to get dark and Bobby reluctantly turned to walk home when suddenly his eyes caught the glimmer of the setting sun's rays reflecting off of something along the curb. He reached down and discovered a shiny dime. Never before has anyone felt so wealthy as Bobby felt at that moment. As he held his new found treasure, a warmth spread throughout his entire body and he walked into the first store he saw. His excitement quickly turned cold when the salesperson told him that he couldn't buy anything with only a dime. He saw a flower shop and went inside to wait in line. When the shop owner asked if he could help him, Bobby presented the dime and asked if he could buy one flower for his mother's Christmas gift. The shop owner looked at Bobby and his ten cent offering. Then he put his hand on Bobby's shoulder and said to him, "You just wait here and I'll see what I can do for you." As Bobby waited he looked at the beautiful flowers and even though he was a boy, he could see why mothers and girls liked flowers. The sound of the door closing as the last customer left, jolted Bobby back to reality. All alone in the shop, Bobby began to feel alone and afraid. Suddenly the shop owner came out and moved to the counter. There, before Bobby's eyes, lay twelve long stem, red roses, with leaves of green and tiny white flowers all tied together with a big silver bow. Bobby's heart sank as the owner picked them up and placed them gently into a long white box. "That will be ten cents young man," the shop owner said reaching out his hand for the dime. Slowly, Bobby moved his hand to give the man his dime. Could this be true? No one else would give him a thing for his dime! Sensing the boy's reluctance, the shop owner added, "I just happened to have some roses on sale for ten cents a dozen. Would you like them?" This time Bobby did not hesitate, and when the man placed the long box into his hands, he knew it was true. Walking out the door that the owner was holding for Bobby, he heard the shop keeper say, "Merry Christmas, son." As he returned inside, the shop keeper's wife walked out. "Who were you talking to back there and where are the roses you were fixing?" Staring out the window, and blinking the tears from his own eyes, he replied, "A strange thing happened to me this morning. While I was setting up things to open the shop, I thought I heard a voice telling me to set aside a dozen of my best roses for a special gift. I wasn't sure at the time whether I had lost my mind or what, but I set them aside anyway. Then just a few minutes ago, a little boy came into the shop and wanted to buy a flower for his mother with one small dime. "When I looked at him, I saw myself, many years ago. I too, was a poor boy with nothing to buy my mother a Christmas gift. A bearded man, whom I never knew, stopped me on the street and told me that he wanted to give me ten dollars. "When I saw that little boy tonight, I knew who that voice was, and I put together a dozen of my very best roses." The shop owner and his wife hugged each other tightly, and as they stepped out into the bitter cold air, they somehow didn't feel cold at all. Have a Joyous and Peace - filled Season Friends
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Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than ten years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions. "How old are you?" "I'm four and a half."
You're never 4 and a half ....You're four going on 5. You get into your teens; now they can't hold you back.
You jump to the next number. "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16."
You could be 12, but you're gonna be 16. Eventually. Then the great day of your life: you become 21.
Even the words sound like a ceremony. You BECOME 21....Yes!! Then you turn 30. What happened there?
Makes you sound like bad milk. He TURNED; we had to throw him out. What's wrong? What changed? You BECOME 21; you TURN 30. Then you're PUSHING 40... stay over there. You REACH 50. You BECOME 21; you TURN 30; You're PUSHING 40; you REACH 50. Then you MAKE IT to 60. By then you've built up so much speed, you HIT 70.
After that, it's a day by day thing.
You HIT Wednesday... You get into your 80's; you HIT lunch, you HIT 4:30. My Grandmother won't even buy green bananas. "Well, it's an investment, you know, and maybe a bad one." And it doesn't end there.... Into the 90's, you start going backwards.
"I was JUST 92." Then a strange thing happens; if you make it over 100,
you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half." Have a wonderful day friends! I'm outta here
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A husband and wife are sitting quietly in bed reading when the wife looks over at the husband and asks the question: WIFE: "What would you do if I died? Would you get married again?" HUSBAND: "Definitely not!" WIFE: "Why not? Don't you like being married?" HUSBAND: "Of course I do. " WIFE: "Then why wouldn't you remarry?" HUSBAND: "Okay, okay, I'd get married again." WIFE: "You would?" (with a hurt look) HUSBAND: (makes audible groan) WIFE: "Would you live in our house?" HUSBAND: "Sure, it's a great house." WIFE: "Would you sleep with her in our bed?" HUSBAND: "Where else would we sleep?" WIFE: "Would you let her drive my car?" HUSBAND: "Probably, it's almost new." WIFE: "Would you replace my pictures with hers?" HUSBAND: "That would seem like the proper thing to do." WIFE: "Would you give her my jewelry?" HUSBAND: "No, I'm sure she'd want her own." WIFE: "Would she use my golf clubs?" HUSBAND: "No, she's left-handed." WIFE: -- dead silence -- HUSBAND: "Oh @#%*." 
denim  
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