The Broken lawn Mower

When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run,  my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed.  But,  somehow I always had something else to take care of first,  the truck,  the car,  fishing,  always something more important to me.

Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point,  When I arrived home one day,  I found her seated in the tall grass,  busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors.  I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house.

I was gone only a few minutes.

When I came out again I handed her a toothbrush.   "When you finish cutting the grass," I said,  "you might as well sweep the sidewalk."

The doctors say I'll walk again,  but I'll always have a limp.

Submitted by Dennis Robb

RIYAN Productions