A husband is at home watching a basketball game when his wife interrupts. “Honey, could you fix the light in the hallway? It’s been flickering for weeks now.”
He looks at her and says angrily, “Fix the light?” Now? Does it look like I have a G.E. logo printed on my forehead? I don’t think so.”
“Well then could you fix the door of the refrigerator? It won’t close right.”, she asks.
To which he replied, “Fix the fridge door? Does it look like I have Samsung written on my forehead? I don’t think so.”
“Fine”, she says. “Then can you at least fix the steps to the front door? They’re about to break.”
“I’m not a damn carpenter and I don’t want to fix the steps,” he says. “Does it look like I have Ace Hardware written on my forehead? I don’t think so. I’ve had enough of you. I’m going out to the bar for beer!”
So he goes to the bar and drinks for a couple of hours. He starts to feel guilty about how he treated his wife, and decides to go home and help out. As he walks into the house, he notices the steps are already fixed. As he enters the house, he sees the hallway light is working. As he goes to get a bottle of beer in the refrigerator, he notices the ref door is fixed. “Honey, how’d this all get fixed?”
She said, “Well, when you left, I sad outside and cried. Just then a nice young man was passing by and asked me what was wrong, and I told him. He offered to do all the repairs, and all I had to do was either have sex with him or bake him a cake.”
He said, “So what kind of cake did you bake him?”
She replied, “Helloooooooo….do you see Betty Crocker written on my forehead?”
And a Happy Father’s Day to all the husbands out there!