NavelTickler75
4th Level Yellow Feather
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The Gift
A married man’s birthday was soon approaching, and he made certain to take his wife to the mall at least once every weekend, to “hint” at that certain, perfect birthday gift sure to drive him wild.
Each time the wife would look at it, frown for a moment and stare at her husband, “Don’t you think its pricey?” she would ask.
“It is an investment in the future,” he suggested hopefully.
“Don’t you think its overkill?” she asked another time.
“Come on, everyone has one, even my best friend I go hunting with has one,” he said, causing her to stare at him as if he had lost his mind.
“Now wouldn’t you rather have a truck or new golf clubs?” she teased, yet weeks later.
“But this is something I can enjoy anytime,” he said with a smile. “Especially at night.”
Weeks went by, and finally the man’s birthday had come. He devoured his cake, ate his wife’s delicious spaghetti, opened up the cards and presents from his kids. Then his wife winked at him, and nodded her head. “Wait here, I have something I think you’ve been wanting for quite some time.”
His heart raced and the man nearly drooled, she’d caved, she had gotten it! How he was ready to enjoy this all night long! Finally he could hear her call out to him.
“Tom,” she giggled, come into the living room!”
Tom raced at top speed and skidded to a halt as his wife stood in a bright blue, itty bitty French designer bikini. He blushed for a moment and then shook his head.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Well, how much did that thing cost?” he asked, clearly confused.
Sara frowned and looked at it. “Well I thought you said it was an investment in the future,” she said.
“Yes but don’t you think that was overkill?” he gasped, trying told hold his chest in place.
Sara frowned and crossed her arm. “You said everyone had one of these, even your best friend who went hunting with you, and believe me he was just as shocked as I was that you somehow knew he wore it.”
“But… but where is my present?” Tom asked nearly in tears.
Finally Sara growled and rolled her eyes. “I AM WEARING IT YOU IDIOT!”
Tom looked aghast and realized the mistake, “Oh no! I didn’t mean the bikini!”
“Well what DID YOU MEAN?” she howled.
Now he was in tears and he slumped to the floor in disappointment. “I meant the seventy five inch flat screen television in the aisle next to it!”
A married man’s birthday was soon approaching, and he made certain to take his wife to the mall at least once every weekend, to “hint” at that certain, perfect birthday gift sure to drive him wild.
Each time the wife would look at it, frown for a moment and stare at her husband, “Don’t you think its pricey?” she would ask.
“It is an investment in the future,” he suggested hopefully.
“Don’t you think its overkill?” she asked another time.
“Come on, everyone has one, even my best friend I go hunting with has one,” he said, causing her to stare at him as if he had lost his mind.
“Now wouldn’t you rather have a truck or new golf clubs?” she teased, yet weeks later.
“But this is something I can enjoy anytime,” he said with a smile. “Especially at night.”
Weeks went by, and finally the man’s birthday had come. He devoured his cake, ate his wife’s delicious spaghetti, opened up the cards and presents from his kids. Then his wife winked at him, and nodded her head. “Wait here, I have something I think you’ve been wanting for quite some time.”
His heart raced and the man nearly drooled, she’d caved, she had gotten it! How he was ready to enjoy this all night long! Finally he could hear her call out to him.
“Tom,” she giggled, come into the living room!”
Tom raced at top speed and skidded to a halt as his wife stood in a bright blue, itty bitty French designer bikini. He blushed for a moment and then shook his head.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Well, how much did that thing cost?” he asked, clearly confused.
Sara frowned and looked at it. “Well I thought you said it was an investment in the future,” she said.
“Yes but don’t you think that was overkill?” he gasped, trying told hold his chest in place.
Sara frowned and crossed her arm. “You said everyone had one of these, even your best friend who went hunting with you, and believe me he was just as shocked as I was that you somehow knew he wore it.”
“But… but where is my present?” Tom asked nearly in tears.
Finally Sara growled and rolled her eyes. “I AM WEARING IT YOU IDIOT!”
Tom looked aghast and realized the mistake, “Oh no! I didn’t mean the bikini!”
“Well what DID YOU MEAN?” she howled.
Now he was in tears and he slumped to the floor in disappointment. “I meant the seventy five inch flat screen television in the aisle next to it!”
