Helping my wife

Yesterday after the Party I come home late. And my wife was very upset, and told me
to prepare the dinner only for myself. Wrong answer I replied politely. Remember
what I told you: do not spill out anything - I was thinking for myself. And I gave
her the present - a chocolate bought from Iasi. Cutting the chocolate in triangles
with scissors, because I didn't find that damned knife...I arranged on a dish...and
after that I brought some nuts and peanuts, two bananas and one avocado..Sweety!
The dinner is ready I said with satisfaction, invited her at my "luxury dinner. At
first, she didn't agree but after promising I will cut her hair she was convinced.
After dinner, I arranged the corner of the room for haircut session. Take a seat, I
said loudly and I begin to sing a song slowly. Helping by the music I proceeded the
haircut process with both hands, clamping in the air with the scissors in the rithm
of the music...In that moment I humming the Barber of Servilla... You know, your
hands know better how to do the job quicly and precise if you don't pay attention
too much at them. When I finished the song, I finished to cut all that tiny
strands...After that, I song "Figaro Wedding" in the final process of haircutting.
Clamping the scissors two times in the air, and after that cutting two wire of
hair...My wife has lost patience...and told me to finish quicly the job. It was
middle of the night and I said...I must see if the haircut bring good luck and I
watch on the horoscope...Enough with that...let the hair down.. now cut the hair of
that pupet..I proceeded to change the hairstyle of the puppet...but this is the
subject of another story...

A beautiful lady

A beautiful lady hitchhiking on the Bucharest-Pitesti highway. Stop a superb Jaguar

red and take it. They start and at one point the man says, "Miss, you are the third
pregnant woman I go to Bucharest. - But I'm not pregnant! revolts the lady. - I
have not yet arrived in Bucharest!