Posted May 5, 200322 yr CTW Members >Unhappy Birthday > >Two weeks ago, was my forty-fifth birthday, and I wasn't feeling too hot >that morning anyway. I went into breakfast, knowing my wife would be >pleasant and say "Happy Birthday," and probably have a present for me. She >didn't even say "Good Morning," let alone any "Happy Birthday." I thought, >"Well, that's wives for you. The children will remember." The children came >in to breakfast and didn't say a word. > >When I started to the office I was feeling pretty low and despondent. As I >walked into my office, my secretary, Janet said, "Good Morning, Boss, Happy >Birthday." And I felt a little better; someone had remembered. I worked >until noon. About noon, Janet knocked on my door and said, "You know, it's >such a beautiful day outside and it's your birthday, let's go to lunch, >just you and me." I said, "By George, that's the greatest thing I've heard >all day. Let's go." > >We went to lunch. We didn't go where we normally go; we went out into the >country to a little private place. We had two martinis and enjoyed lunch >tremendously. On the way back to the office, she said, "You know, it's such >a beautiful day. We don't need to go back to the office, do we?" I said, >"No, I guess not." She said, "Let's go to my apartment." > >After arriving at her apartment, we had another martini and smoked a >cigarette and she said, "Boss, if you don't mind, I think I'll go into the >bedroom and slip into something more comfortable." "Sure," I excitedly >replied. She went into the bedroom and, in about six minutes, she came >out...carrying a big birthday cake, followed by my wife, children, and >dozens of our friends. All were singing Happy Birthday. > > ... and there on the couch I sat... with nothing on but my socks......
May 5, 200322 yr CTW Members hahaha gutted!! You Can Never Have Too Much Of A Good Thing It'd Be Rude Not 2!! *I Need A Tissue* MSN: Claire___DC @hotmail.com Email: clairedc @ dsl .pipex .com
May 5, 200322 yr CTW Members LOL quality One Day I woke Up, And I Realised That My Mind Wasn't Mine Anymore!
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