You know, Bob, I don’t know how much longer I can stand it…

“You know, Bob, I don’t know how much longer I can stand

it. My wife is just a dirty good-for-nothing. The house is a tip,

she never cooks and the whole place is filthy. I’ve just got to

get rid of her.”

“Listen, Steve, I’ve got an idea,” said his mate. I read

somewhere that people can die from having too much sex.

Why don’t you spend the whole weekend in bed with her

and see what happens.” So Steve followed Bob’s advice and

spent the whole weekend in bed. On Monday morning, he

was so knackered he could barely get himself to work. That

night, he arrived home to find out how successful the plan

had been, but as he walked in, he couldn’t believe his eyes.

The house was gleaming, everything was spotlessly clean and

a roast was cooking in the oven. Standing in the kitchen with

a glass of champagne in her hand was his wife in a sexy

négligé.

“You see, lover,” she said, smiling. “You do right by me and

I’ll do right by you.”

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