Two men are walking down a street. How do you differentiate between the married man and the single one?
Simple. The married man will have a bag of vegetables in one hand, and groceries in the other.
Flashback to college days. This joke used to do the rounds in our gang of friends at college, and we all used to laugh every time we used to hear it. I always felt sorry for the married man in the joke, though – I refused to believe that his condition would be so pathetic – and I vowed never to let my husband be in that position, the butt of jokes.
Back to the present. The hubby returns from a business tour of Gujarat. With a bag of ivy gourd in one hand and a bag of sago in the other. Because his darling wife always complains that she doesn’t like the ivy gourds and the sago available in Bangalore. He hands them over to a very amused and happy me. And the joke is doing the rounds once again, this time in the family – louder than ever before. I’m not complaining.
🙂 🙂 🙂