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.
