A husband is at home watching a football game when his wife
interrupts, "Honey, could you fix the light in the hallway?
It's been flickering for weeks now."

He looks at her and says angrily, "Fix the light? Now? Does
it look like I have a GE logo printed on my forehead?"

"Well then, could you fix the fridge door? It won't close right."

To which he replied, "Fix the fridge door? Does it look like I
have Westinghouse written on my forehead?"

"Fine," she says, "Then could you at least fix the steps to the
front door? They're about to break."

"I'm not a damn carpenter and I don't want to fix the steps,"
he says. "Does it look like I have Ace Hardware written on
my forehead? I've had enough of you. I'm going to the bar!"

So he goes to the bar and drinks for a couple hours.

He starts
to feel guilty about how he treated his wife, and decides to go
home and help out.

As he walks into the house, he notices the
steps are already fixed.

As he enters the house, he sees the
hall light is working.

As he goes to get a beer, he notices the
fridge door is fixed.

"Honey, how'd this all get fixed?"

She said, "Well, when you left, I sat outside and cried. Just
then a nice young man asked me what was wrong, and I told him.
He offered to do all the repairs, and all I had to do was either
have sex with him or bake him a cake."

He said, "So, what kind of cake did you bake him?"

She replied, "Hellooooooo........ Do you see Betty Crocker
written on my forehead?"