Monday, February 10, 2003
Chappy the Smart-Ass
I made some chicken tonight. Shortly after placing the two plates of food on the table, my wife reaches for mine. I say, "Hey, take this one," and give her the other one.
"Why does it matter which one I take?" she asks.
"Because yours is the one with the poison in it," I reply.
Truth be told, I always give her the plate that has the most attractive food arrangement on it. You know, where everything looks "just right."
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