Getting married is like going to a restaurant

I know of no one who is happily married, except my husband.

Getting married is very much like going to a restaurant with friends.
You order what you want, and when you see what the other fellow has, you wish you had ordered that.

Wives want to videotape the birth of their child, while husbands want to videotape the conception.

Man is incomplete until he’s married.
Then he’s finished.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Animal Stories: The Clever Frog

The Donkey Who Would Sing

The World's Greatest Short Stories (Dover Thrift Editions)

Animal Stories: The Lazy Dreamer

Animal Stories: The Faithful Mongoose

Animal Stories: The Crane and The Snake

The Donkey and The Load of Salt

Animal Stories: The Foolish Crow

The Complete Short Stories of Ernest Hemingway: The Finca Vigia Edition

Collection of Short Horror Stories