Joke, it covers a lot LOL wive's, Christmas, guns

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Husband and Wife are Christmas Shopping at a busy shopping mall just before Christmas. The wife suddenly noticed that her husband was missing and as they had a lot to do, so she called him on his cell.

The wife said " Where are you, you know we have lots to do."
He said "You remember the jewelers we went into about 10 years ago, and you fell in love with that diamond necklace? I could not afford it at the time and I said that one day I would get it for you?"

Little tears started to flow down her cheek and she got all
choked up…

"Yes, I do remember that shop." she replied.

"Well I am in the gun shop next door to that."
 
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The joke is women do something like that all the time. Ramble on with all kinds of fringe, barely related stuff before finally getting to some where close to the point.

My wife's sister broke her arm.

But, before I actually found that out, I heard about a set of steps that they had on a house when she went to school in Boise and the teacher there was some kind of musician that played in a band. He is dead now. Some kind of weird accident involving a ski lift. She was only 10 and her sister was 4, when they lived there. The teacher was killed when she was 16 and starting college. The steps got slick when it rained and the wind blew a certain way in Boise, which it didn't very often like it did when she was in Pittsburgh where it did this all the time. Turns out here sister fell down some steps and broke her arm, but the steps were not anything like the ones in Boise and they were dry too. They had both fell on the slick steps in Boise, but, neither had broken anything, but could have.

MY version. Here sister feel and broke her arm.

Of course I am listen to you dear.. Couldn't you tell by the way I kept dozing off? LOL
 
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I gave Ruthie and my daughters each one of these:

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Some folks are like that. They use more words to say less than anybody else you know. :rolleyes:
Politicians immediately come to mind. ;)
 
It's a losing battle.

Not only do Ruthie and my daughters take the circuitous route to Pointsville but they do it by semaphore. I do believe that if I were to sew their hands into their pockets they would lose the ability to communicate.

Staring at my wrist and whistling "final Jeopardy" apparently is not as funny to them as it is to me.

I just nod a lot.

Signed: a broken man
 
I've had this talk with my daughters (I have 4)

"When you're talking to a guy, you have to remember that guys think linearly- imagine a long straight railroad track." If you get off the tracks when talking to a guy, their mind will wander and you won't get your point across"

Amazingly, it seems to work. They've gotten much more concise when talking to me or their brothers/ boyfriends etc.
 
It's a losing battle.

Not only do Ruthie and my daughters take the circuitous route to Pointsville but they do it by semaphore. I do believe that if I were to sew their hands into their pockets they would lose the ability to communicate.

Staring at my wrist and whistling "final Jeopardy" apparently is not as funny to them as it is to me.

I just nod a lot.

Signed: a broken man

I saw a woman at a bus stop this afternoon talking to someone using a bluetooth headset. Looked like she was directing either traffic or a orchestra.
 
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