Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Brutal Confessions

My Dear Wife,

You will surely understand that I have certain needs
that you with your 54-year-old body can no longer supply.

However, I am very happy with you and I value you as a good wife.
Therefore, after reading this letter, I hope that you will not wrongly
interpret the fact I will be spending the
evening with my 18-year-old secretary at the Comfort
Inn Hotel. Please don't be perturbed, I shall be back home before midnight.

When the man came home, he found the following letter
on the dining room table:

My Dear Husband,

I received your letter and thank you for your
honesty. I would like to take this opportunity to remind you that
you are also 54 years old. At the same time, I would like to inform
you that while you are reading this, I will be at the Hotel Fiesta with
Michael, my tennis coach, who, like your secretary, also is 18.

As a successful businessman, and with your excellent knowledge of math,
you will understand that we are in the same situation, although with
one small difference:
18 goes into 54 a lot more times than 54 can go
into 18. Therefore, I will not be back until lunchtime tomorrow.

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