Two weeks ago was my 45th birthday and I wasn't feeling too good

that morning.

I went to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant and say,

"Happy Birthday!", and probably have a present for me. As it turned

out, she didn't even say goodmorning, let alone any happy birthday.

I thought, well, that's wives for you, the children will remember.

The children came in to breakfast and didn't say a word.

So when I left for the office, I was feeling pretty low and

despondent..

As I walked into my office, my secretary Janet said, "Good morning,

Boss. "Happy Birthday". And I felt a little better that someone had

remembered.

I worked until noon, then Janet knocked on my door and said, "You

know, it's such a beautiful day outside, and it's your birthday,

let's go to lunch, just you and me." I said, "By George, that's the

greatest thing I've heard all day. "Let's go!"

We went to lunch. We didn't go where we normally go; instead we went

out to a private little place. We had two martinis and enjoyed lunch

tremendously.

On the way back to the office, she said, "You know, it's such a

beautiful day. We don't need to go back to the office, do we?" I

said, "No, I guess not."

She said, "Let's go to my apartment." After arriving at her

apartment She said, "Boss, if you don't mind, I think I'll go into

the bedroom and slip into something more comfortable"

"Sure !" I excitedly replied. She went into the bedroom and, in

about six minutes, she came out carrying a huge birthday cake -----

followed by my wife, children, and dozens of our friends, all

singing Happy Birthday.

And I just sat there ----

on the couch ----

NAKED

That's a good one.

That's a good one.

Ohhh that could be very bad..

an oldie but a goodie