HER DIARY: Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment on it. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn't say much. I asked him what was wrong; he said, "Nothing." I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn't upset, that it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it. On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He just smiled slightly, and kept driving. I can't explain his behavior. I don't know why he didn't say, "I love you, too." When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent. Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later, he came to bed. To my surprise, he responded to my caress, and we made love. But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep - I just cried and cried. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster! HIS DIARY: I missed a huge deer today, but at least I got laid.
The gang was over at our house one saturday night. My friend John's wife looked at him speculatively for a moment and said, "What are you thinking about?" He stared blankly at her for a couple of beats. Clearly his mind was as blank as any man's at that moment, as devoid of philosophical commentary as mine (personally, I was speculating on what John's wife looked like naked). After a moment he said. "Uuuuuuh. My ass itches."
Men designed the washing machines that have about 15 programmes, only three of which ever get used...
Probably the idea of the engineer's wife. One designed by a man has one speed...wash. This is why they only put 'em in laundromats. Oh...corrected the spelling.