woodhutt
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A bloke walks into the bedroom and finds his wife looking in the mirror and seeming very sad. 'What's up, sweetheart?' he asks.
'I wish I was eight again,' she sighed.
The next morning, while she was still in bed, he took her a bowl of Coco Pops and a glass of milk on a tray. Then he whisked her off to a Fun Park where he took her on every ride there was, Roller Coaster, everything.
They staggered out after five hours and he whisked her off to McDonalds where he bought her a Happy Meal and chocolate shake. Then off to the movies to see a Disney film with popcorn and ice cream.
They finally got home late that evening and she collapsed, exhausted, on the bed. He leaned across her and said, 'Well, how did it feel to be eight again?'
She opened one tired eye and glared at him. 'I meant dress size, you fool!'
'I wish I was eight again,' she sighed.
The next morning, while she was still in bed, he took her a bowl of Coco Pops and a glass of milk on a tray. Then he whisked her off to a Fun Park where he took her on every ride there was, Roller Coaster, everything.
They staggered out after five hours and he whisked her off to McDonalds where he bought her a Happy Meal and chocolate shake. Then off to the movies to see a Disney film with popcorn and ice cream.
They finally got home late that evening and she collapsed, exhausted, on the bed. He leaned across her and said, 'Well, how did it feel to be eight again?'
She opened one tired eye and glared at him. 'I meant dress size, you fool!'
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