Okie dokie, will try...
a husband is sat watching a footy game, when his wife interupts and asks:
'Honey, could you fix the light in the hallway, its been flickering for weeks now?'
he says and looks at her angrilly:
'fix the light now, does it look as if i have an electricians logo on my forehead, i dont think so!'
The wife asks:
'Well then, could you fix the fridge door, it doesnt seem to close right'
to which he replied:
'does it look as if i have Hotpoint written on my forehead now, i dont think so!'
'Fine' she says
she then asks
'Then can you at least fix the steps to the front door, i think they're about to break?'
He says
'im not a damn carpenter and i dont want to fix the damn steps. does it look as if i have woodies diy written on my forehead? i dont think so! Im off to the pub!'
So off he goes to the pub. realising hes treaten his wife badly, he sets off back home, only to realise the steps have been fixed, the light repaired and the fridge door repaired.
'Honey' he asks 'how did you get all this repaired'
she says:
'Well, soon after you'd gone, this nice young man saw me sat on the step upset, and asked me what was wrong, i told him and he offered to fix it for either cake or bed.'
the husband asks:
'what kind of cake did you bake him?'
the wife replies:
'HELLOOO, does it looks as if i have Delia Smith wrote on my forehead!'