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Jake Kohler had had a heck of a day at the office where he performed the bulk of his duties. First, someone new had forgotten to follow procedure. What a pain that had been! Then, Jake's boss had delegated extra duties to him that would result in increased paperwork.

That's why Jake loosened his tie when he walked through the front door; it was a way of loosening tension and making himself at ease in his home. He sat down in his Lay-Z-Boy and pulled the lever to further the relaxation. He put his hands behind his head and breathed deeply. Say, something sure smelled good!

Kevin, Jake's male wife, had dinner piping on the table. Jake came in, sat down, and picked up his napkin. He unfolded it and stuck one point behind the top button of his shirt so that it hung down in a diamond across his chest. That way, if any food spilled off his fork or out of his mouth, it would hit the napkin, and not his clothing. And since napkins were cheaper than shirts, it only made sense to treat them in this expendable fashion.

Jake picked up a fried drumstick and used his teeth to remove a small portion of meat. It sure was good. His male wife was a heck of a cook. But something wasn't quite right here. Something was amiss...

"Baby," Jake began, using one of his pet names for Kevin, "I really appreciate the fried chicken and green beans. I mean, they're both well-prepared. But, not to be rude, is that all? I mean we've got our meat," he said, reasonably motioning to the chicken with his hand, "And the vegetable portion of our meal"— moving his hand now to reasonably display the green beans —"But what about the starch portion? I mean, there's no potatoes. No bread. Not even corn. Even corn would have been acceptable, honey.

Moral: Even corn would have been acceptable.

Date Written: August 19, 2004
Author: qualcomm
Average Vote: 4.44444