"I'd love to be a eight again." she replied.
On the morning of her birthday, he arose early, made her a nice big bowl
of
Coco Pops,
and then took her off to the local theme park.
What a day! He put her on every ride in the park: * the Death Slide, * the
Wall of Fear,
* the Screaming Monster Roller Coaster, * every thing there was.
Five hours later she staggered out of the theme park.
Her head was reeling and her stomach felt upside down.
Right away, they journeyed to a McDonald's where her loving husband
ordered her a Happy Meal with extra fries and a refreshing chocolate
shake.
Then it was off to the movies: the latest Star Wars epic, a hot
dog, popcorn,
all the Coke she could drink, and her favourite lolly and M&M's.
What a fabulous adventure!
Finally she wobbled home with her husband and collapsed into bed
exhausted.
He leaned over his precious wife with a big smile and lovingly asked,
"Well my darling, what was it like living the life of an eight year old again again?"
Her eyes slowly opened and her expression suddenly changed.
"I meant my dress size, you bloody twit".
The moral of the story:
On the odd occaison when a man is listening, he's gonna get it wrong.
