There was this report from the 2000 World Women's Lib Conference.
The first speaker, a lady from England, stood up and told
the assembly: "During last year's conference we spoke
about being more assertive with our husbands. After the
conference I went home and told my husband, Barrington,
that I would no longer cook for him and that he'd have to
do it for himself. After the first day, I saw nothing. After
the second day, I saw nothing. But on the third day, I
saw that he had cooked a wonderful roast lamb!"
The crowd cheered!
The second lady, a Russian, stood and said, "I, too,
went home and talked to my husband. I told Ivan I'd no
longer be doing his laundry and that he'd have to do it
himself. After the first day, I saw nothing. After the 2nd
day, I saw nothing. But on the third day, not only had he
done all of his laundry, but mine as well -- AND he even
The crowd went nuts!
The third lady, a redneck from Arkansas stood up and said,
"I went right home and told my shiftless hubby, Cletus, that,
by Gawd and Sunny Jesus I wuzn't doing no mo' of his
cookin', cleanin', or shoppin', and he wuz gonna have to do
it all fer hisself."
The crowd got to its feet, applauding and screamin, "You go, girl, you go!"
"Then I tole him, 'Cletus', I ain't gonna be cleanin' them
damned crawfish, giggin' no damned bullfrogs, or checkin'
them damned catfish lines, neither!"
The crowd was dancing in the aisles, singing, "We Shall Overcome!"
When it got calm, she said, "Afta the furst day, I didn't
see nuthin. After the second day, I didn't see nuthin'.
But you know, on the thurd day, I could see a little bit
out of my left eye . . . "