On their anniversary night, the husband sat his wife
sat down in the den with her favorite magazine, turned
on the soft reading lamp, slipped off her shoes, patted
and propped her feet and announced that he was
preparing dinner all by himself. "How romantic!" she
thought.
Two-and-a-half hours later, she was still waiting for
dinner to be served. She tip-toed to the kitchen and
found it a colossal mess. Her harried husband,
removing something indescribable from the smoking oven,
saw her in the doorway.
"Almost ready!" he vowed. "Sorry it took me so long --
I had to refill the pepper shaker."
"Why, honey, how long could that have taken you?"
"More'n an hour, I reckon. Wasn't easy stuffin' it
through those dumb little holes."
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