Two women friends met after many
years. "Tell me," said one, "What happened
to
your son?" "My son? the poor, poor lad!"
sighed the
other. "What an unfortunate marriage he made to a girl who won't do a stitch of
work in the house. She won't cook, she
won't sew, she won't wash or clean. All
she does is sleep and loaf and read in bed.
The poor boy even has to bring her
breakfast in bed, would you believe it?" "That's really awful!" "And what about your
daughter?" "Ah, now she's the lucky one!
She
married an angel. He won't let her do
anything in the house. He has servants to
do the cooking and sewing and washing and leaning. And each morning he brings
her breakfast in bed, would you believe it?
All she does is sleep for as long as she
wishes and spends the rest of the day
relaxing and reading in bed."
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