"OmManiPadmeOmelet" > wrote in message
...
>A wife was making fried eggs for her husband. Suddenly, he burst into
> the kitchen and started screaming: "Careful...CAREFUL! Put in some more
> butter! Oh my GOD! You're cooking too many at once. TOO MANY!"
>
> "Turn them! TURN THEM NOW! We need more butter. Oh my GOD! WHERE are we
> going to get MORE BUTTER? They're going to STICK!"
>
> "Careful...CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to me when
> you're cooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY? Have you LOST
> your mind? Don't forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt
> them. Use the salt. USE THE SALT! THE SALT!"
>
> The wife stared at him incredulously. "What in the hell is wrong with
> you? You think I don't know how to fry a couple of eggs?"
>
> "No," the husband calmly replied, "I just wanted to show you what it's
> like when I'm driving with you in the car."
> --
> Om.

This left me hysterical - laughing. I'm anxious to put it on DH's computer
for him to see; I hope I get to see his face while he's reading it.

Also, when he is cooking, poor dear gets this treatment as well (well,
slightly similar.)
Dee Dee