A very good friend of mine sent me this. I thought it was so funny, I had to share it with you all.
He didn't like the casserole <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to make.
I didn't perk the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his mother used to do.
I pondered for an answer, I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked the shit out of him...
Like his mother used to do.
LOL, I loved it. I hope you get a laugh out of it too!