Husband Store A store that sells new husbands has opened in New York City, where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates: You may visit this store ONLY ONCE! There are six floors and the value of the products increase as the shopper ascends the flights. The shopper may choose any item from a particular floor, or may choose to go up to the next floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!
So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. On the first floor the sign on the door reads:
Floor 1 - These men Have Jobs. She is intrigued, but continues to the second floor, where the sign shows :
Floor 2 - These men Have Jobs and Love Kids. 'That's nice,' she thinks, 'but I want more.'So she continues upward. The third floor sign reads:
Floor 3 - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, and are Extremely Good Looking. 'Wow,' she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going. She goes to the fourth floor, and the sign reads:
Floor 4 - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Good Looking and Help With Housework. 'Oh, mercy me!' she exclaims, 'I can hardly stand it! Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads:
Floor 5 - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Gorgeous, Help with Housework, and Have a Strong Romantic Streak. She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor, where the sign reads:
Floor 6 - You are visitor 31,456,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store.
To avoid gender bias charges, the store’s owner opened a New Wives store just across the street. The first floor has wives that love sex.
The second floor has wives that love sex and have money and like beer.
The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors have never been visited.
your 16 and you drive a fit and a mini? and next year your getting a sti?.. how the fuck does that work?
mm the fit is registered under my name.. the JCW (not a average mini LOL) is my dads but he placed it under my hands (bad decision) when he left to go back to china.. im getting a sti only if i get high enough grades next year and it will be like a graduation present. im getting a new car cause my parents think the fit isnt safe for me,
One thing I hate about them is when they get mad for the smallest things. And when they’re talking to you, they end up giving you a lecture. A fucking one hour lecture. Half of does shit doesn’t even relate to anything on what we were talking about earlier. They will do anything to always win the conversation with you. Even if they would go off topic.
OMG STORY OF MY LIFE RIGHT NOW !!!!! O_____O
I’m not even asian and my parents do this :/
OMFG SERIOUSLY!!! It’s soo annoying -_-
love it when they find out that they are wrong
"uhh yeah so what do you want to eat for dinner today?"