A SPECIAL THING

On her birthday I took my wife to a restaurant. We had caviar, salmon, lobster and drank French champagne, without me having to worry about money.

After a few glasses of champagne, my wife smiled seductively and said:

“When we get home I’ll do the special thing for you that you love so much…”

“Damn it ! Fried potatoes again ?”

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