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“Darlig, by dose is still ruddig, ad by tubby is poorly as well, by head is id paid ab i'b also afraid that by throat is dow burdig like hell “. His wife then stopped doing the ironing even though her left arm's in a sling, and fed him his soup with a spoon to his mouth and pouted to him “ you poor thing”. As she got out the hoover to vacuum and watched as his arms hung down limp, she looked to the sky and said “ God, tell me why did you marry me off to a wimp?”

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Date: 11/13/2016 12:29:00 PM
Funny on all counts, Viv:) But you better beware of Jean...that's one hell of a long thermometer:) Regards // paul
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Date: 11/11/2016 11:25:00 AM
Funny. When my wife is sick, she moans and groans like a baby. It drives me crazy. But, I guess we all feel overworked at times like this.
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Date: 11/11/2016 8:13:00 AM
A wonderful chuckle this morning Viv. I love the whiny way you've written the words. Wonderfully unique.
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Date: 11/10/2016 7:54:00 PM
hahaha. I love it, and it's SO true about the way men are compared to their wives in times of sickness. Awesome! Fave.
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Date: 11/10/2016 11:55:00 AM
- ..... no comments ... :)))) ..... - Great written, Viv ! - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 11/10/2016 10:22:00 AM
I know where I'd put that thermometer if that was me...
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Date: 11/10/2016 12:19:00 AM
Ha ha! This is good! Some guys really are sucks.
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Date: 11/9/2016 10:19:00 AM
I was laughing before I read the poem! Nuff said, I don't want all the menfolk on my case. Much respect for being truthful. ;)
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Viv Wigley
Date: 11/9/2016 11:01:00 PM
Thanks, Paloma. I hold my hand up to being a victim occasionally. Viv x

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