He didn’t like my casseroles and he didn’t like my cake. He claimed my biscuits were too hard not like his mother used to make. I didn’t perk the coffee right and he didn’t like the stew. I didn’t mend his socks like his mother used to do. Looking for an answer I didn’t get a clue, so I gave him a quick thrashing, like his mother used to do.
Caller : Hi, our printer is not working. Customer Service: What is wrong with it? Caller: Mouse is jammed. Customer Service: Mouse? ... Printers don't have a mouse!!! Caller: Mmmmm??.. Oh really? ... I will send a picture.