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|    Roger Nelson to All    |
|    How to start a fight    |
|    06 Apr 18 05:26:26    |
      õHOW TO START A FIGHT                One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as       a Christmas gift....                The next year, I didn't buy her a gift.                When she asked me why, I replied,                "Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"                And that's how the fight started.....                ________________________________                        My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while       we were in bed.                I turned to her and said, 'Do you want to have Sex?'       (But we din't have cake yet)                'No,' she answered. I then said,                'Is that your final answer?'                She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, 'Yes..'                So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."                And that's when the fight started...                ________________________________                                        My wife and I were sitting at a table at her school       reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his       drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.                I asked her, "Do you know him?"                "Yes", she sighed,                "He's my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking       right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he       hasn't been sober since."                "My G od!" I said, "Who would think a person could go on       celebrating that long?"                And then the fight started...                ________________________________                        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 shed, the boat,       making beer... 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, and 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 I will always have a limp.                ______________________________                        My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels.                She asked, "What's on TV?"                I said, "Dust."                And then the fight started....                ________________________________                        Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my       lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the       boat up to the van and proceeded to back out into a torrential       downpour. The wind was blowing 50mph, so I pulled back into the       garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather       would be bad all day.                I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back       into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back; now with a different       anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is       terrible."                My loving wife of 5 years replied, "And, can you believe my       stupid husband is out fishing in that?"                And that's how the fight started....                _______________________________                        My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming       anniversary.                She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in       about 3 seconds."                I bought her a bathroom scale.                And then the fight started......                ______________________________                        After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to       apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for       my driver's License to verify my age.                I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at       home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go       home and come back later.                The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt       revealing my curly silver hair.                She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough       for me' and she processed my Social Security application.                When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my       experience at the Social Security office. She said, 'You should have       dropped       your pants. You might have gotten disability too.'                And then the fight started...                ________________________________                        My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.       She was not happy with what she saw and said to me,                "I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need       you to pay me a compliment.'                I replied, "Your eyesight's darn near perfect."                And then the fight started...                ________________________________                       I rear-ended a car this morning...the start of a REALLY bad day! The       driver got out of the other car, and he was a DWARF!!               He looked up at me and said 'I am NOT Happy!' So I said, 'Well, which       one ARE you then?'               That's how the fight started.                       Regards,               Roger       P.S. Many thanks to Joe Bruchis for sending this to me after my recent battle       with AT&T, which, believe it or not,still rages on.              --- Klaatu barada Nickto        * Origin: NCS BBS - Houma, LoUiSiAna (1:3828/7)    |
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