Lawnmower
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A tale from a man who shall be anonymous:
When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me
that I should get it fixed.
But somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the
truck, the car, and fishing, always something more important to me.
Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.
When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall
grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I
watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was away
only a few minutes.
When I came out again I handed her a toothbrush.
When you finish cutting the grass," I said, "you might as well
sweep the sidewalk."
The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.
Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right,
and the other is a husband.
When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me
that I should get it fixed.
But somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the
truck, the car, and fishing, always something more important to me.
Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.
When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall
grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I
watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was away
only a few minutes.
When I came out again I handed her a toothbrush.
When you finish cutting the grass," I said, "you might as well
sweep the sidewalk."
The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.
Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right,
and the other is a husband.