The Flowers

My husband’s uncle thought he had conquered his problem of
trying to remember his wife’s birthday and, also, their
anniversary. He opened an account with a florist, provided
that florist with the dates and instructions to send flowers
to his wife on these dates along with an appropriate note
signed, “Your loving husband.”

His wife was thrilled by this new display of attention and
all went well until one day, some bouquets later, when he
came home, kissed his wife and said offhandedly, “Nice
flowers, honey. Where’d you get them?”

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