{"id":10224,"date":"2023-11-24T17:01:13","date_gmt":"2023-11-24T17:01:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/?p=10224"},"modified":"2023-11-24T17:01:52","modified_gmt":"2023-11-24T17:01:52","slug":"how-to-start-a-fight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/2023\/11\/24\/how-to-start-a-fight\/","title":{"rendered":"How to start a fight"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>The next year, I didn\u2019t buy her a gift. When she asked me why, I replied: \u2018Well, you still haven\u2019t used the gift I bought you last year!\u2019<\/p>\n<p>And that\u2019s how the fight started&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>________________________________<\/p>\n<div>\n<p>My wife and I were watching\u00a0<em>Who Wants to Be a Millionaire<\/em>\u00a0while we were in bed.<\/p>\n<p>I turned to her and asked: \u2018Do you want to have sex?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>\u2018No,\u2019 she answered. I then said: \u2018Is that your final answer?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>She didn\u2019t even look at me this time, simply saying, \u2018Yes.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>So I said: \u2018Then I\u2019d like to phone a friend.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>And that\u2019s when the fight started&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>________________________________<\/p>\n<p>I took my wife to a restaurant.<\/p>\n<p>The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018I\u2019ll have the rump steak, rare, please.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>He said: \u2018Aren\u2019t you worried about the mad cow?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Nah, she can order for herself.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>And that\u2019s when the fight started&#8230;..<\/p>\n<p>_______________________________<\/p>\n<p>My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.<\/p>\n<p>I asked her: \u2018Do you know him?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Yes,\u2019 she sighed. \u2018He\u2019s my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he hasn\u2019t been sober since.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>\u2018My God!\u2019 I said, \u2018Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>And then the fight started&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>________________________________<\/p>\n<p>When our lawn mower broke and wouldn\u2018t run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the shed, the boat, making beer. Always something more important to me. Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.<\/p>\n<p>When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again I handed her a toothbrush. I said, \u2018When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.<\/p>\n<p>______________________________<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels.<\/p>\n<p>She asked: \u2018What\u2019s on TV?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>I said: \u2018Dust.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>And then the fight started.<\/p>\n<p>________________________________<\/p>\n<p>Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the boat to the van and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.<\/p>\n<p>I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife\u2019s back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, \u2018The weather out there is terrible.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>My loving wife of five years replied: \u2018And, can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>And that\u2019s how the fight started&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>_______________________________<\/p>\n<p>My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary.<\/p>\n<p>She said: \u2018I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about three seconds.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>I bought her a bathroom scale.<\/p>\n<p>And then the fight started&#8230;&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>______________________________<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security.<\/p>\n<p>The woman behind the counter asked for my driver\u2019s licence to verify my age.<\/p>\n<p>I looked in my pockets and realised I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.<\/p>\n<p>The woman said: \u2018Unbutton your shirt.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.<\/p>\n<p>She said: \u2018That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me\u2019 and she processed my Social Security application.<\/p>\n<p>When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office. She said: \u2018You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability too.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>And then the fight started&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>________________________________<\/p>\n<p>My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.<\/p>\n<p>She was not happy with what she saw and said to me: \u2018I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>I replied: \u2018Your eyesight\u2019s darn near perfect.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>And then the fight started&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>________________________________<\/p>\n<p>I rear-ended a car this morning&#8230; the start of a\u00a0<em>really\u00a0<\/em>bad day!<\/p>\n<p>The driver got out of the other car, and he was a\u00a0<em>dwarf<\/em>!<\/p>\n<p>He looked up at me and said: \u2018I am\u00a0<em>not<\/em>\u00a0happy!\u2019<\/p>\n<p>So I said: \u2018Well, which one ARE you then?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>That\u2019s how the fight started.<\/p>\n<p>By Ellen Neumann<\/p>\n<p>Copyright \u00a9 2011, DPNLIVE \u2013 All Rights Reserved<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift&#8230; The next year, I didn\u2019t<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10225,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[78,77],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10224","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-a-bit-of-fun","category-fun"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10224","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10224"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10224\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10226,"href":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10224\/revisions\/10226"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/10225"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10224"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10224"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dev.webhostlabs.net\/synergy\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10224"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}