After a long, exhausting argument one morning, a husband stormed off to work without saying much.
A little later, his wife called out from the backyard:
Wife: “Can you help me with the gardening this weekend?”
Husband: “What do you think I am… a gardener?”
A few minutes passed.
Wife: “Well then, can you at least fix the loose door handle? It’s been wobbling for weeks.”
Husband: “What do you think I am… a carpenter?”
Still annoyed, he grabbed his briefcase and left for work.
When he returned home that evening, he was stunned.
The lawn looked perfectly trimmed. The flower beds were neat and colorful. The door handle was repaired, the gate no longer squeaked, and even the broken porch light was working again.
Completely puzzled, he turned to his wife.
Husband: “Who did all this?”
Wife: “Our neighbor.”
Husband: “The neighbor? Why would he do all that?”
Wife: “Well, after he finished, he gave me two options for payment…”
Husband: “Oh?”
Wife: “Either I could give him a burger… or a ki$$.”
The husband smiled confidently.
Husband: “I’m sure you must have given him a burger.”
Wife: “What do you think I am……. McDonalds?!!” 😆🍔
