Tongue-in-Cheek: The Funny Side of Life

by Khyrunnisa A.

I’ve had cats. In the house, I mean. Quite a variety, and each was a stray that walked into the house and didn’t walk out. The first feline visitor went on a self-conducted tour with its nose in the air and soon curled up in a corner. I smelt a rat. Quite likely it did too, for it decided to stay put.

A woman can often get away with things by citing her husband’s disapproval, but it doesn’t work the other way around. If a man were to mumble, ‘My wife doesn’t like it,’ he’s bound to invite pitying looks and remarks like, ‘Of course, you poor fish, we always knew you were henpecked.’

Bingo!

‘We’re coming to ignite you for our daughter’s wedding,’ ran a friend’s message and we were taken aback. What had we done to this nice friend to have kindled in her a desire for our public immolation? But of course, it was only autocorrect’s incendiary substitution for ‘invite’.

Haha