The gentleman at the party, turned to another guest, who had just paused beside him:
“Women are fickle. See that pretty woman by the window? She was smiling at me flirtatiously a few minutes ago and now she looks cold as an iceberg.”
“I have only just arrived,” the other man said. “And she is my wife.”
“Women are fickle. See that pretty woman by the window? She was smiling at me flirtatiously a few minutes ago and now she looks cold as an iceberg.”
“I have only just arrived,” the other man said. “And she is my wife.”
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