A woman was in bed with her lover when she heard her husband opening the front door. "Hurry!" she said, "Stand in the corner." She quickly rubbed baby oil all over him and then she dusted him with talcum powder. "Don't move until I tell you to," she whispered. "Just pretend you're a statue."
"What's this, honey?" the husband asked as he entered the room. "Oh, it's just a statue," she replied nonchalantly. "The Smiths bought one for their bedroom. I liked the idea so much, I got one for us, too."
No more was said about the "statue". Later that night after they had gone to sleep, around two in the morning the husband got out of bed, went into the kitchen, and returned with a sandwich and a glass of milk. "Here," he said to the statue, "eat this. I stood like an idiot at the Smiths for three days and nobody offered me so much as a glass of water."
Every Room Needs A Statue
Posted by Yasmin | Friday, June 13, 2008 | Bedroom, Husband | 4 comments »
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nice yaar
but i wont like to have such a statue after marriage.
All right, that's it, You!ve got a fan!
Oh my dear Kinshuk, I hope I'm not frightening you about life after marriage??? LOL
Hola Karen :)
Wow, you're my first true Fan! BUT, you know what girl, I'm hoping that we would be good friends for a long-long time to come. That's what life's all about ... having great friends who care :)