From writersjokes.
The Mouth that Roared | 292/365 (Photo credit: mfhiatt)
A hungry lion came across two men. One was sitting under a tree, reading a book; the other was typing away on his typewriter.
The lion pounced on the man reading the book and devoured him. He ignored the man who was typing.
Even the king of the jungle knows that readers digest, and writers cramp.
I am a little fat. I like food; what can I say? I have dull hair: mousey. I don’t wear much make-up and have no need of a dressing table. If I look like a bag lady, I chose my own clothes. If I look nice, the Hub picked them for me. Despite all this, I am a little vain. This photograph is from 2003. I had to go back that far to find one of me that I liked. But I don’t really care: my husband still thinks I’m beautiful and if he doesn’t, he loves me enough to lie about it. I’m lucky. I have two boys. They never lie to me. Still, you can't have everything.
The Laughing Housewife 
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