A Wife Hit Her Husband Wid Frying Pan

A Wife Hit Her Husband Wid Frying Pan
A Wife Hit Her Husband Wid Frying Pan

Husband: Wht''s Dat 4 ?

Wife: I Found A Paper In Ur Pocket, Wid d Name "Jenny" On It

Hsband: I Playd RACE Last Week n "Jenny" Was d Name Of My ''Horse''

Wife: Sory !

Next Day Wife Hit Him Agn

Hsband: Wht''s Dat 4?

Wife: Ur ''Horse'' On d Phone An Hour Ago ... ;->
  

May, 17 2010     325 chars (3 sms)     3259 views       Funny

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To do is to be.
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To be or not to be.
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