How Fights Get Started – 2

I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my Order first.

“I’ll have the strip steak, medium rare, please.”

He said, “Aren’t you worried about the mad cow?”

“Nah, she can order for herself.”

And that’s when the fight started…

———— ——— ——— —

A woman is standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She is not Happy with what she sees and says to her husband, “I feel horrible; I Look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.”

The husband replies, “Your eyesight’s damn near perfect.”

And that’s when the fight started…

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