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Fellow Men! you better be careful when you allow your imagination to run wild. If it's not with your wife, you could get into a lot of trouble like this guy.



Why I Fired My Secretary

Last week was my birthday and I didn't feel very well.
I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my wife would be pleasant and say, "Happy Birthday!",
possibly have a small present for me
As it turned out,
she barely said good morning,
let alone "Happy Birthday."

I thought...
Well, that's marriage for you,
but the kids....
They will remember....

My kids came bounding down the stairs
They didn't say a word.
So when I left for the office,
I felt pretty low and somewhat despondent.

As I walked into my office,
my secretary Jane said,
"Good Morning Boss... and by the Birthday way Happy Day"
Her smile was electrifying,
In her red "HOT" figure-fitted out fit.
My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets,
I felt like I was even getting more than I bargained for.

It felt a little better that at least someone had remembered.
I worked until one o'clock,
Then Jane knocked on my door
She said, "You know, It's such a beautiful day outside,
and it is your Birthday,
what do you say we go out to lunch,
just you and me.

" I said,
Thanks, Jane,
That's the greatest thing I've heard all day
Let's go!"

We went to lunch.
But we didn't go where we normally would go.
Instead she chose a quiet bistro
With a private table.

I'm sure she must have nabbed me staring at her cleavage
Cos she kept giving me a shy kind of smile
each time our eyes met.


We had two martinis each
and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.

On the way back to the office,
Jane said,
"You know, it's such a beautiful day...
We don't need to go straight back to the office, Do we?"
I responded, "I guess not.
What do you have in mind?"

She said, "Let's drop by my apartment;
it's just around the corner."

After arriving at her apartment,
Jane winked at me
and said in a soft tone
"Boss, if you don't mind,
I'm going to step into the bedroom for just a moment.
I'll be right back."

"Ok,"
I nervously replied.
At this juncture it felt like I was going to explode.
What was she up to?
Better still, what was expected of me?
Should I... or shouldn't I...?
Thoughts kept hovering in my head.
Then a thought rang in my head
"I had to be PROACTIVE".


She went into the bedroom,
after a couple of minutes,
she came out carrying a huge birthday cake .
Followed by my wife,
my kids,
dozens of my friends
and co-workers
all singing....

"Happy Birthday".


And I just sat there...


On the couch...



Naked!