They Say Men Don’t Listen To Women…

A man asked his wife what she wanted for her 40th birthday. “I’d like to be six again,” she replied. On the morning of her birthday, he woke her up early and they went to a local amusement park. What a day! He took her on every ride in the park:

D_eath Slide, Scream Loop, Wall of Horror, everything! Wow! Five hours later, dizzy and sick to his stomach, he staggered out of the amusement park.

Finally, she returned home with her husband and collapsed on the bed. Her husband leaned over and asked her affectionately: “So, honey, what was it like to be six years old again?” The woman looked up wearily and said;

“You fool, I meant my dress size.” The moral of the story is this: If a woman speaks and a man is really listening, he will still misunderstand.

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