by Rudolf Faix
Saturday, October 31, 2015 11:00 AM
A couple in the evening in the living room. He reads the newspaper.
She: "Dear, our faucet in the kitchen is dripping, can you take a look at it?"
He: "I'm not a plumber!"
The next evening, the couple is back in the living room, he reads his newspaper as usual.
She: "Dear ... look at the ceiling, the plaster is crumbling, can you fix it?"
He: "I'm not a plasterer!"
The next day is it for the wife too colorful.
She calls her friend and tells him the problems.
He immediately comes and repaired the faucet and the ceiling.
In the evening when the husband reads the newspaper again, the wife says proudly: "Dear take a look, the faucet does not drip any more and from the ceiling is no more crumbling plaster."
He: "Who has made the repairs? It has surely cost a lot of money ..?"
She: "No, no, that got repaired by an acquaintance. He wanted as payment either that I bake him a cake or have sex with him ..."
He: "Yes, and you have baked him a cake?"
She: "I'm not a baker ..."