Cincodemayo - 8-2-2006 at 09:04 AM
Only a Mexican wife...
The sick Mexican husband was laying on his death bed. He had only hours to
live when suddenly he smelled tamales. He dearly loved tamales more than
anything else in the world, especially his querida Chita's tamales.
With every last bit of the energy left in his mind and body, the terminally
ill husband pulled himself out of bed, across the floor, down the hall, and
into the kitchen. Here, his wife was removing the fresh batch of tamales
from the stove top.
As he reached for one of the freshly made tamales, his wife, Chita, smacked
him in the back of the head with a wooden spoon: "Leave them alone,
pendejo!" "...They're for the funeral!"
Bruce R Leech - 8-2-2006 at 09:07 AM
so true Cincodemayo thanks for the laugh this morning.
Cincodemayo - 8-2-2006 at 09:10 AM
Bruce...You are welcome.
This world needs more humor
Tamales
Cypress - 8-2-2006 at 01:47 PM
Serious muncho's. Homemade are hard to find and hard to beat!