The Kitchen
The Kitchen
My wife’s never seen our kitchen!
It’s like it doesn’t exist
She walks right past it and heads to the garage
If she put kitchen into her GPS, it would explode
She’s going to a restaurant!
When we were apartment hunting, her single most
important criterion was LOCATION!
And that’s great
but for her it’s location to restaurants!
She always picks a second floor apartment
just above one
At night, while relaxing in front of the TV,
She gets up;
I say “Where are you going”
She says, “I’m heading downstairs
for a snack”
That’s the only kitchen she knows
I know what you’re thinking, I’m on a roll!
Wrong! SHE”S on a roll,
at least a half dozen by now!
Yeah, you may think, this is funny
and ask me
Where have I been hiding my humor all my life?
Well, it’s been in our kitchen
No one ever goes in!!
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