renegade600
November 25th, 2004, 06:34 AM
My wife, Amy, likes to sing so she decided to join the church choir. From time to time she would practice while she was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Whenever she would start in on a song, I would head outside to the porch.
My wife, with hurt feelings, said, "What's the matter, Joe? Don't you like my singing?" I replied, "Honey, I love your singing, but I just want to make sure the neighbors know I'm not beating you."
My wife, with hurt feelings, said, "What's the matter, Joe? Don't you like my singing?" I replied, "Honey, I love your singing, but I just want to make sure the neighbors know I'm not beating you."