January 21, 2007

• from the xanga of chrischoi

  PRICELESS

  Jack
  wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his company's Christmas
  Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn't taste like
  alcohol at all. He didn't even remember how he got home from the party.
  As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong.
  Jack
  had to force himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a
  couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And,
  next to them, a single red rose! Jack sits up and sees his clothing in
  front of him, all clean and pressed. He looks around the room and sees
  that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the
  house.
  
  He
  takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back
  at him in the bathroom mirror. Then he notices a note hanging on the
  corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss
  mark from his wife in lipstick: "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I
  left early to get groceries to make you your favorite dinner tonight. I
  love you, darling! Love, Jillian"

  
  He
  stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast,
  steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the
  table, eating. Jack asks, "Son...what happened last night?"
  "Well, you came home after 3 A.M. ,
  drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke
  it, and then you puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you
  ran into the door. Confused, he asked his son, "So, why is everything
  in such perfect order and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on
  the table waiting for me??"
  His
  son replies, "Oh THAT!... Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she
  tried to take your pants off, you screamed, "Leave me alone, I'm
  married!!"

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