When it comes to marriage, a lot of men ask, “Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?”
Well, women have caught up, it seems, and they have come up with a slogan of their own to use because according to a recent survey, around 80% of single women prefer to be single….
Curious as to why they feel that way?
Because women realize it’s not worth buying the entire pig… just to get a little sausage.
Bernie was invited to his friend’s home for dinner. Morris, the host, preceded every request to his wife by endearing terms, calling her Honey, My Love, Darling, Sweetheart, Pumpkin, etc.
Bernie looked at Morris and remarked, “That is really nice, that after all these years that you have been married, you keep calling your wife those pet names.”
Morris hung his head and whispered,” To tell the truth, I forgot her name three years ago.”
07 Jul, 2008
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Bubba was from the lower valley, and he decided he wanted to get married to his sweetheart. So, while enjoying some grits and gravy for dinner one evening, Bubba brought up the subject with his Ma and Pa.
“Bubba, you can’t get married yet,” insisted Ma. “You’re the baby of the family.”
“But Ma,” Bubba protested, “I just had my 38th birthday last week.”
“We know that, Bubba,” Pa chimed, “but your Ma and me think you should put off getting married until after you graduate from high school.”
During their silver anniversary, a wife reminded her husband: Do you remember when you proposed to me, I was so overwhelmed that I didn’t talk for an hour?”
The hubby replied: “Yes, honey, that was the happiest hour of my life.”
For all of us who are married, were married, wish you were married, or wish you weren’t married, this is something to smile about the next time you see a bottle of wine:
Steve was driving home from one of his business trips in Northern Arizona when he saw an elderly Navajo man walking on the side of the road.
As the trip was a long and quiet one, he stopped the car and asked the Navajo man if he would like a ride.
With a silent nod of thanks, the man got into the car.
Resuming the journey, Steve tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo man. The old man just sat silently, looking intently at everything he saw, studying every little detail, until he noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Sally.
“What in bag?” asked the old man.
Steve looked down at the brown bag and said, “It’s a bottle of wine. I got it for my wife.”
The Navajo oman was silent for another moment or two.
Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, he said, “Good trade…..”
