{"id":757,"date":"2010-12-15T00:29:59","date_gmt":"2010-12-15T04:29:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rattlebridge.com\/blog\/2010\/12\/15\/and-thats-when-the-fight-started-my-friends-have-weird-senses-of-humor\/"},"modified":"2010-12-15T00:29:59","modified_gmt":"2010-12-15T04:29:59","slug":"and-thats-when-the-fight-started-my-friends-have-weird-senses-of-humor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rattlebridge.com\/blog\/and-thats-when-the-fight-started-my-friends-have-weird-senses-of-humor\/","title":{"rendered":"And That\u2019s When the Fight Started . . . My friends have weird senses of humor:"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#160;<\/p>\n<p><font size=\"5\"><\/font><font color=\"#bb0000\"><strong>I thought the following amusing for it shows men at their best.&#160; NOT!<\/strong> <\/font><\/p>\n<p><font size=\"5\"><\/font><font color=\"#590170\"><strong><\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n<p><font size=\"5\"><\/font><font color=\"#590170\"><strong>And That\u2019s When the Fight Started . . .<\/strong> <\/font><\/p>\n<p><strong><font color=\"#590170\" size=\"4\">One year, a husband decided to buy his mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift. The next year, he didn&#8217;t buy her a gift. When she asked him why, he replied, &quot;Well, you still haven&#8217;t used the gift I bought you last year!&quot;       <br \/>And that&#8217;s when the fight started. . .<\/font>&#160;&#160; <\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong><font color=\"#73018f\"><\/font><font size=\"4\">******************************************************************<\/font>&#160;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#590170\" size=\"4\"><strong>I asked my wife, &#8216;Where do you want to go for our anniversary?&#8217; It warmed my heart to see&#160; her face melt in sweet appreciation. &#8216;Somewhere I haven&#8217;t been in a long time!&#8217; she said. So I suggested, &#8216;How about the kitchen?&#8217;       <br \/>And that&#8217;s when the fight started.<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n<p><strong><font color=\"#590170\" size=\"4\">******************************************************************<\/font><\/strong>&#160; <br \/><font color=\"#540169\" size=\"4\"><strong>My wife and I are watching \u201cWho Wants To Be A Millionaire\u201d while we were       <br \/>in bed. I turned to her and said, &#8216;Do you want to have sex?&#8217;        <br \/>&#8216;No,&#8217; she answered.        <br \/>I then said, &#8216;Is that your final answer?&#8217;        <br \/>She didn&#8217;t even look at me this time, simply saying &#8216;Yes.&#8217;        <br \/>So I said, &#8216;Then I&#8217;d like to phone a friend.&#8217;        <br \/>And that&#8217;s when the fight started&#8230;         <br \/>******************************************************************<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#540169\" size=\"4\"><strong>I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller Light for $14.95.       <br \/>Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95. I told her the beer        <br \/>would make her look better at night than the cold cream.        <br \/>And that&#8217;s when the fight started&#8230;..&#160; <br \/>*******************************************************************<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#540169\" size=\"4\"><strong>I took my wife to a restaurant. 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You know        <br \/>how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and little things just seem        <br \/>funny?        <br \/>Yeah, well I couldn&#8217;t believe it&#8230; he was a DWARF!!!        <br \/>He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted,        <br \/>&#8216;I AM NOT HAPPY!&#8217;        <br \/>So, I looked down at him and said, &#8216;Well, then which one are you?\u201d<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#540169\" size=\"4\"><strong>And that\u2019s when the fight started&#8230;..&#160; <\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#540169\" size=\"4\"><strong>*********************************************************************<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#540169\" size=\"4\"><strong>SAVE THE BEST FOR LAST\u2026.. <\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#540169\" size=\"4\"><strong>THE BROKEN LAWN MOWER <\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#540169\" size=\"4\"><strong>When our lawn mower broke and wouldn&#8217;t run, my wife       <br \/>kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed.        <br \/>But, somehow I always had something else to take care of        <br \/>first, the truck, the car, playing golf,         <br \/>always something more important to me and rightfully so!<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n<p><font color=\"#540169\" size=\"4\"><strong>Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point. 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