“Going to the dogs”
One night Joe was a little late getting home from work. His wife Margie is out with the girls for a Bingo night; Joe’s wife left a note on the fridge; it read there is a can of meat spread for sandwiches; help your self, I didn’t have time to make supper I had to take the dog for his shots and didn’t come home; the girls and I met up town and we went right to the Bingo hall from there.
So Joe reached into the fridge pulled out the can of meat and dug right in for a taste.
“My God this is good said Joe!” He then proceeds to make a pile of sandwiches; then snapped a cap of his favourite brew; set everything in front of the TV and chows down!
When Joe’s wife got home she asked, “Did you fix something for your supper?”
Joe replied, “Yes I did and if I must say that was the best meat spread I have ever tasted!”
Margie went to the fridge to get a drink and noticed that Joe had taken the wrong can of meat; Joe used an opened can of dog food.
Margie told him about his mistake; and Joe said, “Well I thought it was great! I’ll take the same thing for my lunch tomorrow.”
This went on for the next few weeks three times a day; Joe couldn’t get enough of this dog food; and Joe’s wife was getting a little worried so she went to see the family doctor and told him about the problem. Margie asked the Doc, “Will all this dog food hurt Joe?”
Doc replies, “Joe will soon get fed up with it and eat something else so don’t worry about it.”
About two weeks had gone by when Margie ran into the doctor up town, the doc asked Margie, “Did Joe get sick of eating the dog food? Margie replied, “Joe is dead! The dog food killed him” the doctor was dumbfounded and said, “There’s no way the dog food would kill him.” Margie replied, “My poor Joe was sitting on the kitchen chair while I was warming up some of the dog food, Joe bent over to lick his nuts he fell off the chair and broke his neck!
A sad ending but a good meal.
Winston
Dec 11 2009
