My wife has packed her bags and left me because I can't control my pasta fetish.
I'm feeling cannelloni right now.
My wife has packed her bags and left me because I can't control my pasta fetish.
I'm feeling cannelloni right now.
I told my wife I'd made a car from spaghetti. She didn't believe me until I drove pasta.My wife has packed her bags and left me because I can't control my pasta fetish.
I'm feeling cannelloni right now.
Do you have any other matrimony problems as leaving you because of a pasta fetish seems very harsh. What harm are you doing? If she really loves you, she would support you with your pasta passion. Perhaps you're better off without her?
Fella bumps into his mate who's carrying a sack
"What you got in that sack Murphy?"
"Chickens" he replies
"I wouldn't mind a chicken, if I can guess how many you've got can I have one of them?"
"Ha Ha, If you can guess how many I've got you can have both of them"
How do you confuse a dentist?
Candy floss.
I told my wife I'd made a car from spaghetti. She didn't believe me until I drove pasta.
My wife said she was in the mood for something a bit unusual in the bedroom tonight.
So I dragged the dishwasher up there.
That's seems rather generous. I wonder what Murphy was doing with the chickens. Was he trying to get rid of them? Has Fella been sold a pup, so to speak?
That would confuse most people. The answer doesn't seem to fit the question. It seems like it would confuse whoevver you're asking the question of, because Candy Foss is a delightful, fluffy fair ground snack, not a method of confusion.
Did she see you driving this pasta? And since you say you drove pasta, not spaghetti, does that mean you used other types of pasta in this car you made? If so, isn't she right to not believe you.
If not, how much spaghetti did you need to use? A single strand is very brittle, so to create a vehicle that could hold the weight of even a small human being would require a large amount of reinforcement, sticking large numbers of strands together. It is a very impressive feat of engineering. Does the petrol not soften the pasta and ruin the integrity of the structure?
Seems like a lot of work, you could have just carried a microwave up, instead. Also, I think you might need to got for marriage therapy, I think you might have communication problems.
My wife has packed her bags and left me because I can't control my pasta fetish.
I'm feeling cannelloni right now.