Santa was wandering around in a field, thinking about how good his wife, Jeeto had been to him, and how fortunate he was to have her. He asked God, "Why did you make her so kind hearted?" The Lord responded, "So you could love her, my son." "Why did you make her so good looking?" "So you could love her, my son." "Why did you make her such a good cook?" "So you could love her, my son." Santa thought about this. Then he said, "I don`t mean to seem ungrateful or anything, but why did you make her so stupid?" "So she could love you, my son." |