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Just for a laugh, a man asked his wife what she liked for her birthday.
“I’d love to be eight again" she replied.

On the morning of her birthday, he arose early, made her a nice big bowl of Coco Pops, and then took off to the local theme park.

What a day! He put her on every on every ride in the park: the Death Slide, the Wall of Fear, and the Screaming Mouse Roller Coaster, everything there was. Five hours later she staggered out of the theme park. Her head was reeling and her stomach felt upside down.

Right away, they went to a MacDonald’s where her loving husband ordered her a Happy Meal with extra fries and a refreshing chocolate shake. Then it was off to the movies: the latest Star Wars epic, a hot dog, popcorn, all the Coke she could drink, her favorite ice cream, and M&M's. What a fabulous adventure!

Finally she wobbled home with her husband and collapsed into bed exhausted.
He leaned over his precious wife with a big smile and lovingly asked. Well, dear what was it like being eight again?"

Her eyes slowly opened and expression suddenly changed:

“I meant my dress size!”

The moral of the story:

Even when a man is listening, he's still going to get it wrong.

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