Mirror Mirror on the wall

There were three guys talking in the pub. Two of them were talking about the amount of control they had over their wives, while the third remained quiet.
After a while one of the first two turned to the third and said, “Well, what about you? What sort of control do you have over your wife?”
The third fellow said, “I'll tell you. Just the other night my wife came to me on her hands and knees.”
The first two guys were amazed. “Wow! What happened then?” they asked.
The third man took a healthy swallow of his beer, sighed and uttered, “She said, 'Get out from under the bed and fight like a man.'”

A woman rushed to see her doctor, looking very much worried and all strung out. She rattled off: “Doctor, take a look at me. When I woke up this morning, I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my hair all wiry and frazzled up, my skin was all wrinkled and pasty, my eyes were bloodshot and bugging out, and I had this corpse-like look on my face! What's WRONG with me, Doctor!?”
The doctor looked her over for a couple of minutes, then calmly said, “Well, I can tell you that there ain't nothing wrong with your eyesight...”

Mary was having a tough day and had stretched herself out on the couch to do a bit of what she thought to be well-deserved complaining and self- pitying.
She moaned to her mom and brother, “Nobody loves me ... the whole world hates me!”
Her brother, busily occupied playing a game, hardly looked up at her and passed on this encouraging word: “That's not true, Mary. Some people don't even know you.”

A man who had been in a mental home for some years finally seemed to have improved to the point where it was thought he might be released. The head of the institution, in a fit of commendable caution, decided, however, to interview him first.
“Tell me,” he said, “if we release you, as we are considering doing, what do you intend to do with your life?”
The inmate said, “It would be wonderful to get back to real life and if I do, I will certainly refrain from making my former mistake. I was a nuclear physicist, you know, and it was the stress of my work in weapons research that helped put me here. If I am released, I shall confine myself to work in pure theory, where I trust the situation will be less difficult and stressful.”
“Marvelous,” said the head of the institution.
“Or else,” ruminated the inmate, “I might teach. There is something to be said for spending one's life in bringing up a new generation of scientists.”
“Absolutely,” said the head.
“Then again, I might write. There is considerable need for books on science for the general public. Or I might even write a novel based on my experiences in this fine institution.”
“An interesting possibility,” said the head.
“And finally, if none of these things appeal to me, I can always continue to be a teakettle.”

Quotable Quotes
Support bacteria -- they're the only culture some people have.
When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.
Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy.
I don't have an attitude problem. You have a perception problem.
I loathe people who keep dogs. They are cowards who haven't got the guts to bite people themselves.
Don't hate yourself in the morning -- sleep till noon.
On the keyboard of life, always keep one finger on the escape key.