The man of the house
 

The husband had finished reading a book about being the "man of the house". By
the time he reached home he stormed in and walked directly up to his wife.

Pointing a finger in her face, he said, "From now on, I want you to know
that I am the man of this house, and my word is law! I want you to
prepare me a gourmet meal tonight, and when I'm finished eating my meal, I
expect a sumptuous dessert afterward. Then, after dinner, you're going to
draw me my bath so I can relax. And, when I'm finished with my bath, guess
who's going to dress me and comb my hair?"

"The funeral director," said his wife.

** snort **

Ouch!!

nice