Canadian Women

Don't Mess with Canadian Women

Three men were traveling in Europe and happened to meet at a bar in
London. One man was from England, one from France and one from Canada.
They got acquainted and started talking about their problems with their wives.

The guy from England began by saying: I told my wife in no uncertain
terms that from now on she would have to do all the cooking. Well the
first day after I told her, I saw nothing. The second day I saw nothing.
But on the third day when I came home from work, the table was set, a
wonderful dinner was prepared with wine and even dessert."

Then the man from France spoke up: "I sat my wife down and told her,
that from now on she would have to do all the shopping, and also all the
cleaning. The first day I saw nothing. The second day I saw nothing. But
on the third day when I came home, the whole house was spotless, and in
the pantry the shelves were filled with groceries.

The fellow from Canada was married to an enlightened woman from Nova
Scotia. He sat up straight on the bar stool, pushed out his chest and said:

"I gave my wife a stern look and told her, that from now on she would
have to do all the cooking, the shopping AND the housecleaning. Well the
first day I saw nothing. The second day I still saw nothing.
But the third day I started to see a bit out of my right eye.