Seven Ages...

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Thu, 06 Dec 01 22:36:57 -0000

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Today we discover the seven ages of the married cold...

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Seven Ages of the Married Cold

1st year - The husband says, "Oh, sweetie pie, I'm really worried about
those nasty sniffles you have! There's no telling what that could turn
into with all the strep that's been going around. I'm going to take you
right down to the hospital and have you admitted for a couple days of
rest. I know the food is lousy there, so I'm going to bring you some
takeout from Tosini's. I've already arranged it with the head nurse."
2nd year - "Listen, honey, I don't like the sound of that cough. I
called the doc and he's going to stop by here and take a look at you.
Why don't you just go on to bed and get the rest you need?"
3rd year - "Maybe you better go lie down, darling. When you feel lousy
you need the rest. I'll bring you something - do we have any canned soup
around here?"
4th year - "No sense wearing yourself out when you're under the weather.
When you finish those dishes and the kids' baths and get them to bed,
you ought to go to bed yourself!"
5th year - "Why don't you take a couple aspirin?"
6th year - "You oughta go gargle or something, instead of sitting around
barking like a dog!"
7th year - "For pete's sake, stop sneezing. Are you trying to give me
pneumonia? You'd better pick up some tissues while you're at the store."

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