The man called out — there was something to see!Quickly the wife pondered what it might be.His voice held not a hint of worry or stress.Indeed, was that a tone of happiness? Following the sound she’d find no dire plight,As into her view came a farcical si...
The wife surveyed the closet and let out a sigh.With a roll of her eyes, she said, “Why, my dear, why?”How many knit shirts could one man possibly need?Ten? Twenty? More, perchance...but eighty-four? Indeed! Perhaps she’d miscounted, or made some such err...
The wife surveyed the closet and let out a sigh. How many knit shirts could one man possibly need? Ten? Twenty? More, perchance...but eighty-four? Indeed! With a roll of her eyes, she said, “Why, my dear, why?” Perhaps she’d miscounted, or made some such...
Entering the room, the wife stopped short at the door:She saw not one, two or three, but FOUR pants on the floor!What could have caused an action so rash,Four trousers crumpled like yesterday's trash? Pair No. 1 was a scintilla off-hue.Black slacks had be...
