April 03, 2019

Good morning crew,

The master at the taekwondo school is on vacation this week, so in addition to the kid's classes in the afternoon I have been filling in teaching the teenage and adult classes later in the evening. That means about 14 hour days for me (including travel time). That may make for a brutal week this week, but next week I'll be seeing tens of extra dollars.

I knew spending 20 years in the martial arts would eventually pay off.

By the way, if you missed my note in Monday's issue about the self-cleaning lint brush called the Fur Wizard, you can read about it by clicking here. It's a household essential!

Laugh it up,

Joe

joe@gophercentral.com

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I'm not the easiest guy in the world to get along with. So when our anniversary rolled around, I wanted my wife to know how much I appreciated her tolerating me for the past 20 years. I ordered flowers and told the florist to enclose a card that read, 'Thanks for putting up with me so long.'

When my wife got the delivery, she called me at work.

"Just where do you think you're going?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" I said.

She read the card aloud as the florist had written it: "Thanks for putting up with me. So long."

Guaranteed to Roll Your Eyes

I came home one night and my wife was crying.
I said, "what's wrong?"
She said, "I'm home sick."
I said, "But, this IS your home."
"I know," she replied, "and I'm sick of it!"