Tasmiya: Hey mum, who did you get to mow your lawn?

Mum: Shane the gardener.

Tasmiya: Shane the gardener? Don’t you mean Paul the gardener?

Mum: Oh no. I couldn’t let Paul do it. 

Tasmiya: Why not?

Mum: He always smells good. He puts on aftershave! Aftershave!

Tasmiya: Well….yeah..and?

Mum:  Who puts on aftershave to mow the lawn??

Tasmiya:…………

Mum: He was much too classy. He talked too politely on the phone.

Tasmiya: ………

Mum: Too professional for my liking. 

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Husband: You know I can’t keep on buying you chocolates everytime you have a bad day. It’s really not good for you.

Tasmiya: Yes, you are right. 

Husband: We’re both on this strict diet and we have to stick to it.

Tasmiya: Of course!

Husband: You’ve worked so hard and this chocolate business has to stop.

Tasmiya: *sigh*  Ok that picnic bar I had last night was the last one I will have for a very long time.

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Husband: I actually bought two.

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Tasmiya: So there’s another one?

Husband: Yep.

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Tasmiya (pumping fist in the air): YES!!!!!

Husband: Let me guess…the diet will start ….

Tasmiya: TOMORROW!

Husband: *sigh*  That’s what I thought.

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