October 28, 2011

Tale of a devoted wife. (Got it in an email)

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A very old man lay dying on his bed. In death's doorway, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookie wafting up the stairs.

He gathered his remaining strength and  lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, gripping the railing with both hands.

With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven.

There, spread out on newspaper on the kitchen table were literally hundres of his favorite chocolate chip cookies.

Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?

Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table. The aged and withered hand, shaking, made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when he suddenly was smacked with a spatula by his wife.

"Stay out of those cookies" she said.  "They're for the funeral."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.....

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