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A henpecked husband was advised by a psychiatrist to assert
himself. "You don't have to let your wife bully you," he
said. "Go home and show her you're the boss."
The husband decided to take the doctor's advice. He went
home, slammed the door, shook his fist in his wife's face,
and growled, "From now on you're taking orders from me. I
want my supper right now, and when you get it on the table,
go upstairs and lay out my clothes. Tonight I am going out
with the boys. You are going to stay at home where you
belong. Another
thing, you know who is going to tie my bow tie?"
"I certainly do," said his wife calmly, "the undertaker." |
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