He stormed into the kitchen and walked directly up to his wife. Pointing a finger in her face, he said sternly, “From now on, YOU need to know that I AM the MAN of this house, and my word is law! You will prepare me a gourmet meal tonight, and when I’m finished eating my meal, you will serve me a sumptuous dessert afterward. Then, after dinner, you are going to draw me a bath so I can relax. You will wash my back and towel me dry and bring me my robe. Then you will massage my feet and hand. Then after that’s done, guess who’s going to dress me and comb my hair?” his wife replied…“The $%&* funeral director would be my guess!”