Baking a Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A FOOTBALL MATCH WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
'HONEY, COULD YOU FIX THE LGHT IN THE HALLWAY, IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS
NOW?'

>>>HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY, 'FIX THE LIGHTS NOW? DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE 'POWERGEN' WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO!'

>>>'FINE!'

>>>THEN THE WIFE ASKS, 'WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR, IT WON'T CLOSE PROPERLY?'

>>>TO WHICH HE REPLIED, 'FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR? DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE 'FRIDGIDAIRE' WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO!'

>>>'FINE!' SHE SAYS 'THEN COULD YOU AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS TO THE FRONT DOOR? THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK'

>>>'I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T WANT TO FIX STEPS', HE SAYS, 'DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE 'TAYLOR WOODROW' WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD? I DON'T THINK SO! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS, I'M GOING TO THE PUB!!!!'

>>>SO HE GOES TO THE PUB AND DRINKS FOR A COUPLE OF
HOURS................HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES TO GO HOME.

>>>AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.

>>>AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE HALL LIGHT IS WORKING

>>>AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.

>>>HONEY, HE ASKS, 'HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?'

>>>SHE SAID, 'WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT OUTSIDE AND CRIED. JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM. HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.'

>>>HE SAID, 'SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?'

>>>SHE REPLIED, 'HELLOOOOO.., DO YOU SEE 'MR KIPLING' WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
I DON'T THINK SO!'