"Solving A Tricky Problem…" joke
My husband and I fought constantly, Why I married him, I’ll never know. For all those miserable years I said, My hubby’s got to go! Tried poisoning cakes, stripping his brakes, Salting his pork chops with lime. Wiring his chair, igniting his hair, Even though arson’s a crime. But I failed at each plot ’til I suddenly thought Of a way that would set me free! I got rid of him for good and, know what? They couldn’t do a thing to me! I took him back to Wal-Mart! They’ll take anything back you know! They said they couldn’t recall selling him, But they must have if I said so. They just credited him to my Visa and said, “Ya’ll come back now, ‘ya hear? ” They were so nice, polite, pleasant and insistent, I’ll take back his mother next year! They’ll take anything back at Wal-Mart, Though it’s broken or rotten or sweet. And know what else? This time of year You don’t even need a receipt!
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