Two friends, a blond and a redhead, are walking down the street and
pass a flower shop where the redhead sees her boyfriend buying her
flowers.
The redhead sighs and says, "Oh crap, my boyfriend is buying me flowers
again."
The blond looks quizzically at her and says, "You don't like getting
flowers from your boyfriend?"
The redhead replies, "I love getting flowers, but he always has
expectations after giving me flowers, and I just don't feel like
spending the next three days on my back, with my legs in the air."
The blond says, "Don't you have a vase?"
Every man's memory is
his private literature. >^..^<