The Anniversary Dinner:
On their anniversary night, the husband sat his wife down in the den with her book, turned on the soft reading lamp, slipped off her shoes, patted and propped her feet and announced that he was making a romantic dinner for them all by himself.
"How sweet!" she thought.
Three hours later, she was still waiting for dinner to be served.
She tiptoed into the kitchen and found it a colossal mess.
Her harried husband, removing something indescribable from the smoking oven, caught sight of her in the doorway.
"It's almost ready," he vowed. "Sorry it took me so long, but I had to refill the pepper shaker."
"Why, darling, how long could that have taken you?" she asked.
"More than an hour, I guess," he replied.
"It wasn't easy stuffing it through those dumb little holes, you know!"