Mar 17, 2009 14:34
A husband is at home watching a football game when his wife interrupts, "Sayang, could you fix the light in the hallway? It's been flickering for weeks now." He looks at her and says angrily, "Fix the light? Now? Does it look like I have a Philips logo printed on my forehead? I don't think so."
"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 Mitsubishi written on my forehead? I don't think so."
"Fine," she says, "Then could you at least fix the steps to the front door? They're about to break." "I'm not a damn carpenter and I don't want to fix the steps," he says. "Does it look like I have Ikea written on my forehead? I don't think so. I've had enough of you. I'm going out for a drink!!!"
So he goes to the neighbourhood kopitiam and stays there for a couple hours.
He starts to feel g uilty about how he treated his wife, and decides to go home and help out. As he walks into the house, he notices the steps are already fixed. As he enters the house, he sees the hall light is working. As he goes to get a drink, he notices the fridge door is fixed. "Sayang, how'd all these get fixed?"
She said, "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 to bake him a cake or have sex with him." The husband asked, "So, what kind of cake did you bake him?" She replied, "Hellooooo... Do you see Bengawan Solo written on my forehead?"