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Friday Funnies!




Happy Friday, everyone! I was just visiting Kim at Homesteader's Heart and noticed she is featuring Friday Funnies again and targeting marriage today. Now that's something we can always laugh about, right? In honor of celebrating my anniversary this weekend, I have a funny I must include!

WIFE VS. HUSBAND

A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word.

An earlier discussion had led to an argument and

neither of them wanted to concede their position.

As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs,

the husband asked sarcastically, 'Relatives of yours?'

'Yep,' the wife replied, 'in-laws.'

Comments

  1. Ha! Ha! Ha! OH MY! That was good. Thanks for the laugh my friend and thanks for stopping by today.

    Have a great weekend.
    Kim

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  2. Hilarious!!! You always share good ones!!! I need this you know...Enjoy your weekend sweet sister!!! God bless and protect you all.

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  3. Thanks for the laughs, love you.

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  4. That is not only funny ...it's true! :) ...Marsha

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  5. Good one! LOL The mister ticked me off today about something trivial, and I blurted back "Somebody's gonna talk about you at your funeral someday." Where did that come from?!? :)

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  6. I found your blog by way of Debbie.....so glad I did....

    This is a funny post.....as wives we've all been in that position.....

    I am your newest member so I plan to be back for more visits....

    Hugs and blessings,
    Nancy

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