No slight, insult or character deficiency is intended to any/all
blondes in the following!


MONDAY: It's fun to cook for Tom. Today I made angel food cake. The
recipe said beat 12 eggs separately. The neighbors were nice enough to
loan me some extra bowls.

TUESDAY: Tom wanted fruit salad for supper. The recipe said serve
without dressing. So I didn't dress. What a surprise when Tom brought a
friend home for supper
..
WEDNESDAY: A good day for rice. The recipe said wash thoroughly before
steaming the rice. It seemed kind of silly but I took a bath anyway. I
can't say it improved the rice any.

THURSDAY: Today Tom asked for salad again. I tried a new recipe. It
said prepare ingredients ; lay on a bed of lettuce one hour before
serving. Tom asked me why I was rolling around in the garden.

FRIDAY: I found an easy recipe for cookies. It said put the ingredients
in a bowl and beat it. There must have been something wrong with this
recipe. When I got back, everything was the same as when I left.

SATURDAY: Tom did the shopping today and brought home a chicken. He
asked me to dress it for Sunday (oh boy).For some reason Tom keeps
counting to ten.

SUNDAY: Tom's folks came to dinner. I wanted to serve roast but all I
had was hamburger. Suddenly I had a flash of genius. I put the
hamburger in the oven and set the controls for roast. It still came out
hamburger, much to my disappointment.

GOOD NIGHT DEAR DIARY . This has been a very exciting week. I am eager
for tomorrow to come so I can try out a new recipe on Tom. If I can
talk Tom into buying a bigger oven, I would like to surprise him with
chocolate moose.

LadyJane
--
"Never trust a skinny (or blonde) cook!"

"LadyJane" > wrote in
ups.com:

> No slight, insult or character deficiency is intended to any/all
> blondes in the following!
>
>


ROFLMAO!!! :-)




--
Peter Lucas
Brisbane
Australia

'Enjoy today, it was paid for by a veteran'

"LadyJane" > wrote in
ups.com:

> No slight, insult or character deficiency is intended to any/all
> blondes in the following!
>




Two true Aussie blonde females walk into a David Jones store, walk up to
the perfume counter and pick up a sample bottle. Shazza sprays it on her
wrist and smells it:

"That's quite noice, innit, don't ya fink Cheryl?"
"Yeah, what's it called?"
"Viens a moi."
"VIENS A MOI, what the fark does that mean?"

At this stage the assistant offers some help. "Viens a moi, ladies, is
French for "come to me".

Shazza takes another sniff and offers her arm to Cheryl, saying,
"That doesn't smell like come to me, does that smell like come to you,
Cheryl?"




--
Peter Lucas
Brisbane
Australia

'Enjoy today, it was paid for by a veteran'

PeterL wrote:
.....hmmm...as with most excretions, depends on what one has eaten or
consumed.
Given it was DJs, must have been an up market clientele... thus Shazza
& Cheryl not recognising the scent.


ROFLMAO as well

LadyJane
--
"Never trust a skinny cook!"