Tomorrow is my birthday. It's my golden birthday. My husband, being the loving man that he is, sat down and asked me what I would like for my special day.
Husband: Wife of mine, what would you cherish the most on your special day?
Me: I don't know.
H: A belt sander?
M: Not so much.
H: A jigsaw?
M: Not even a little bit.
H: A router?
M: Do we have any Tylenol?
At this point in the conversation I take two Tylenol PM and fall asleep by 7:00 p.m. Is it fair to ask a woman drunk on Tylenol PM what she wants for her birthday?
I wonder what tomorrow's gift bag will bring???
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Happy almost Birthday!
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