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Speaking of wives
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Clipper    Posted 03-04-2004 at 18:20:49       [Reply]  [No Email]
Why is it that wimmen will make up all these wunnerful desserts for supper (hours afore ya set down to supper)....and then yell at ya when ya try to filch some off the kitchen counter? I keep asking my Missus: What if I die before supper?..... and she don't answer me.

Gary    Posted 03-05-2004 at 05:35:52       [Reply]  [No Email]
dont ask, its a woman thing. Try this instead, after supper when she brings out the desert, politly say No Thank you Im watching my weight. That oughta ring her chimes...

Stan ETenn    Posted 03-05-2004 at 09:40:19       [Reply]  [No Email]
Sing along. You'll be sorry!!!!

Yeah....    Posted 03-05-2004 at 06:45:19       [Reply]  [No Email]
and with THAT advice I better come ta supper wit mah steel helmet on mah nogging too.:^)

Clipper:who ain't as young as foolish as you would believe:^)

Fern(Mi)    Posted 03-05-2004 at 02:56:53       [Reply]  [No Email]
Might know. I retire's and the web's a-buz with some real cookin'-wimmens.

It pleasured Clink somebodt coming by and biteing into dessert. Only oce was she a bit disjointed with us, I was a-top the hit parrade, ravishing a social contribution. Then she laughted bout it.
From then on she made two of everything. And as the family grew, baked offering grew in numbers. Then if she were to save me a-bit hiding the last piece in the oven.
Interesting, how none us of ever thought to look in the oven for hidden edible treasure, including me.
The bests were her bread, the better hot out of the oven covered in genuine fresh country Jersy butter. Hot afternoon buttered hot bread ruined any evening's dessert. Only icecream would do following Clink's fresh bread.
Interesting foot note: The maddder she was at me the better her bread her takeing her frustrasions out on the bread dough.

If'en the bread makers on the web will help me out here? You's pretty sweet lookers in flour powdered noses and hair streaked foreheads know the deepest pounding secret to the best bread. I'll leave it you purdy girls to reveal the secretted zest secret in breads making.
I thanks you, one and all.

Melanie    Posted 03-04-2004 at 23:53:42       [Reply]  [No Email]
LOL, Clipper!!!! If you listen to Abe, it's because we set out to trap you into getting in trouble. :)

toolman    Posted 03-04-2004 at 19:49:02       [Reply]  [No Email]
WIVES ya more than one,wow you have my deepest sympathies, i have a hard enough time with one, imagine more than one honey do list, nagging in both ears, skilletes flying from all directions,yup you got it tough clipper.

I only....    Posted 03-05-2004 at 03:31:53       [Reply]  [No Email]
got one wife....ya non-comprehending flatlander. Don't make it any werse for me than it already is. LOL!

Clipper: with the singular wife. :^)

Vic from Kenefick    Posted 03-04-2004 at 18:44:31       [Reply]  [No Email]
I remember my granpa used to eat his dessert first and would say "I am old and you never can tell" then he would eat his meal.

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