Found on the Refrigerator One Morning :
My Dear Wife,
You will surely understand that I have certain needs that you, being 57 years old, can no longer satisfy.
I am very happy with you and I value you as a good wife. Therefore, after reading this letter,
I hope that you will not wrongly interpret the fact that I will be spending the evening with my
18 year old secretary at the Comfort Inn Hotel. Please don't be upset......
I shall be home before midnight.
When the man came home late that night he found the following letter on the dining table.
My Dear Husband,
I received your letter and thank you for your honesty about my being 57 years old.
I would like to take this opportunity to remind you that you are also 57 years old.
As you know, I am a maths teacher at our local college. I would like to inform you that while you read this,
I will be at the Hotel Fiesta with Michael, one of my students, who is also the assistant tennis coach.
He is young, virile and like your secretary, is 18 years old.
As a successful businessman who has an excellent knowledge of maths, you will understand that we are in the same situation, although with one small difference - 18 goes into 57 a lot more times than 57 goes into 18.
Therefore, I will not be home until sometime tomorrow!
--What Did You Just Say – Humor --
A woman’s husband had been slipping in and out of a coma for several months, yet she had stayed by his bedside every single day.
One day, when he came to, he motioned for her to come nearer.
As she sat by him he whispered, eyes full of tears: “You know what? You have been with me all through the bad times. When I got fired, you were there to support me. When my business failed, you were there. When I got shot, you were by my side. When we lost the house, you stayed right here. When my health started failing, you were still by my side. You know what?”
“What dear?” she asked gently, smiling as her heart began to fill with warmth.
“I think you’re bad luck.”
