Labor Day.

by rhonnie69

Wife.
"I've been thinking about getting a part time job."

Hubby.
"Working? Who? You?"

Wife.
"Yes...You."

Hubby.
"Me?"

Wife.
"Not me. You."

Hubby.
Me? Get a job.
I haven't given that much thought."

Wife.
Well...I have. There's an ad in today's paper.
Looking for an energetic laborer for local factory.
Lead pants need not apply."

Hubby.
"Well...I won't."

Wife.
"Oh yes. You will."

Hubby.
"I'm tired."

Wife.
"How can you possibly be tired?
All you do is sit around on your keester,
all day every day."

Hubby.
"What I meant is...eh...I'm RE-tired.
And by the way...what's for dinner?"

Wife.
"I'm tired."

Hubby.
"You're tired?"

Wife.
"Well...howz 'bout...I'm RE-tired.?

Hubby...on the phone...
Hello...eh...I'm interested in that job you got."

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