How was your summer?
one bee asked another.
Thanks! chirped the
second bee, and he buzzed off. An hour later he returned, fat and happy,
wearing a tiny skull cap.
I asked my wife, If there was a
nuclear war tomorrow, and you were the last woman alive on the face of the
Earth, would you help procreate the species?
And you? she asked. Are you alive or dead?
Gone, I replied.
I suppose, she sighed reluctantly, Id have to do what was necessary.
As I wandered out of the room I heard her mutter, But you can bet Id set myself up as Queen.
Men are like coffee: better when rich and
Men are like remote controls: simple, easy and usually lying around a TV.
Men are like plastic wrap: cheap, clingy and easy to see through.
Men are like mascara: they run at the first sign of emotion.
Now were getting somewhere!
Thats the exact opposite of what Im looking for.
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