squiffy2
April 26th, 2007, 03:45 PM
A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pyjamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front garden.
The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the hall, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, muddy footrpints and pawprints covered the floor and the rug was all wrinkled up against the wall.
In the front room the TV was blaring out cartoons on it's loudest volume setting, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. The carpets and walls were covered in the scribbles of brightly coloured pens. In the kitchen, the sink and all work surfaces were full of dirty dishes, breakfast cereal was spilled all over the counter and table, the fridge and freezer doors were wide open and dog food was spilled all over the floor. Some broken glass lay under the table and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door next to dozens of chocolate wrappers and a small pool of chocolate coloured sick.
Convinced that his wife was ill or that something serious had happened to her, he quickly headed up the stairs to look for her. Stepping over toys and more piles of clothes on the stairs, he was met on the landing by a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door.
As he peered inside he found on overflowing basin with tap still running, wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pyjamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?"
She again smiled and answered, "You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world I do all day?"
"Yes," was his incredulous reply.
She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it." ;)
The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the hall, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, muddy footrpints and pawprints covered the floor and the rug was all wrinkled up against the wall.
In the front room the TV was blaring out cartoons on it's loudest volume setting, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. The carpets and walls were covered in the scribbles of brightly coloured pens. In the kitchen, the sink and all work surfaces were full of dirty dishes, breakfast cereal was spilled all over the counter and table, the fridge and freezer doors were wide open and dog food was spilled all over the floor. Some broken glass lay under the table and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door next to dozens of chocolate wrappers and a small pool of chocolate coloured sick.
Convinced that his wife was ill or that something serious had happened to her, he quickly headed up the stairs to look for her. Stepping over toys and more piles of clothes on the stairs, he was met on the landing by a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door.
As he peered inside he found on overflowing basin with tap still running, wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pyjamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?"
She again smiled and answered, "You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world I do all day?"
"Yes," was his incredulous reply.
She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it." ;)