TYPICAL MAN

A HUSBAND IS AT HOME
WATCHING A  FOOTBALL GAME WHEN
HIS WIFE
INTERRUPTS,"HONEY, COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN
THE HALLWAY? IT'S BEEN
FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW"

HE LOOKS AT HER AND
SAYS ANGRILY, "FIX THE LIGHT?
NOW? DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE A
G.E. LOGO PRINTED ON MY
FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO."

"WELL THEN, COULD YOU
FIX THE FRIDGE  DOOR? IT WON'T
CLOSE RIGHT."

TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
"FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR? DOES IT
LOOK LIKE I HAVE
WESTINGHOUSE WRITTEN ON MY
FOREHEAD?   I DON'T THINK SO."

"FINE," SHE SAYS "THEN
YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE
STEPS TO THE FRONT DOOR?
THEY'RE ABOUT TO  BREAK."

  "I'M NOT A DAMN
CARPENTER AND I DON'T WANT TO FIX
STEPS," HE SAYS. "DOES
IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE ACE
HARDWARE  WRITTEN ON MY
FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO.  I'VE HAD
ENOUGH OF YOU. I'M
GOING TO THE BAR!!!"

SO HE GOES TO THE BAR
AND DRINKS FOR A COUPLE HOURS.
HE STARTS TO FEEL
GUILTY ABOUT HOW HE TREATED HIS
WIFE, AND DECIDES TO
GO HOME AND HELP OUT.

AS HE WALKS INTO THE
HOUSE HE NOTICES THE STEPS ARE
ALREADY FIXED.

AS HE ENTERS THE
HOUSE, HE SEES THE HALL LIGHT IS
WORKING.

AS HE GOES TO GET A
BEER, HE NOTICES THE FRIDGE DOOR
IS FIXED.

"HONEY, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?"

SHE SAID, "WELL, WHEN
YOU LEFT I SAT OUTSIDE AND
CRIED.
JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG
MAN ASKED ME WHAT WAS WRONG,
AND I TOLD HIM. HE
OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS,
AND  ALL I HAD TO DO WAS
EITHER GO TO BED WITH HIM OR
BAKE  A  CAKE."

HE SAID, "SO WHAT KIND
OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE HIM?"

SHE REPLIED, "HELLOOOOO........ DO YOU SEE BETTY
CROCKER WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?"