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Broken Mower:
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 first; the truck, the car, playing golf - 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 minute. When I came out again I handed her a toothbrush. I said, 'When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway.'
The doctors say I will walk again, but will always have a limp.
The moral of this story: Marriage is a relationship in which one
person is always right, and the other is the husband.
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