People who’ve been married for several years become more and more comfortable being around each other as time passes. This can be a wonderful thing, especially as two people grow closer together in what ideally should be a lifelong journey of discovery. However, on the other side of that coin, your spouse can also start to get on your last nerve with some of their behaviors and bad habits. We see this very often with married couples who complain about something the other person’s doing that really gets under their skin. However, this type of thing doesn’t always have to be negative; a little playful humor between a married couple can make for a very strong bond. We see a good example of this in a joke about an annoyed husband whose wife manages to get the final word —not to mention the last laugh.
A husband is at home watching a football game when his wife interrupts him.
“Honey, could you fix the light in the hallway? It’s been flickering for weeks now.”
He looks at her and says angrily, “Fix the lights now? Does it look like I have a GE logo printed on my forehead? I don’t think so.”
“Fine.” Then the wife asks, “Well then could you fix the fridge door? It won’t close right.”
To which he replied, “Fix the fridge door? Does it look like I have ‘Westinghouse’ written on my forehead? I don’t think so.”
“Fine,” she says. “Then at least you could fix the steps to the front door? They are about to break.”
“I’m not a carpenter and I don’t want to fix steps,” he says. “Does it look like I have ‘Ace Hardware’ written on my forehead? I don’t think so. I’ve had enough of you. I’m going to the bar!”
So he goes to the bar and drinks for a couple of hours. He starts feeling guilty about how he treated his wife, and decides to go home.
As he walks into the house he notices that the steps are already fixed. As he enters the house, he sees the hall light is working. As he goes to get a beer, he notices the fridge door is fixed.
“Honey,” he asks, “how did all this get fixed?”
“Ah well, when you left I sat outside and cried. Just then a nice young man asked me what was wrong, and I told him. He offered to do all the repairs, and all I had to do was either go to bed with him or bake a cake.”
He asked, “So what kind of cake did you bake him?”
She replied, “Helloooo, do you see ‘Betty Crocker’ written on my forehead?”
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