When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had something else to take care of like the truck, the car, fishing, always something more important to me.

Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors.

I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a few minutes. When I came out again I handed her a toothbrush. "When you finish cutting the grass," I said, "you might as well sweep the sidewalk."

The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.

Funny... I stole it....

We were driving to a friends house and decided to stop at a gas station/mini mart to pick up snacks. Well since I didn't need gas I pulled in and parked to the side of the building.

My wife waited until I got stopped and said "Could you park any farther away?".

I said (totally deadpan) "yes" and proceeded to move the car to the last parking spot at the station... at least 30 feet farther away.

She laughed so hard she start crying.

OK, now you have to force my hubby to mow the lawn....tough to do now that he's snorting and laughing so hard! [img]graemlins/laugh.gif[/img]