The shoe is on the other foot now!
A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband.
Suddenly her husband burst into the kitchen.
"Careful ... CAREFUL!! Put
in some more butter!! Oh my Gosh!! You're cooking too many at once. TOO
MANY!!
Turn them!! TURN THEM NOW!!
We need more butter. Oh my Gosh!! WHERE are we going to get MORE
BUTTER?! They're going to STICK!! Careful ...
CAREFUL!! I said be CAREFUL!!
You NEVER listen to me when you're cooking! Never!! Turn them! HURRY
UP!! Are you CRAZY? Have you lost your mind? Don't forget to salt them.
You know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt.
USE THE SALT! THE SALT!!"
The wife stared at him. "What the &^%$&^% is wrong with you? You
think I don't know how to fry a couple of eggs?"
The husband calmly replied, "I just wanted to show you what it feels like when I'm driving".
The very existance of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, 'You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to do it.