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    Friday, November 11, 2005

    Advice to husbands concerning dinner

    Husbands: When your wife has told you eleven times over the past 6 weeks that she would like to go out to dinner (not hinted or suggested, but outright told you), and you don't act on it, so she brings it up for the 12th time on a Friday night when you have 2 1/2 hours alone together because your daughter's at her karate class, DO NOT suggest going to a diner and expect her to act rationally. Diners don't qualify.

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