One day a woman came up to her husband and told him that the TV was broken and she was missing her shows.

“Does it say cable repairman anywhere on my forehead?” he asked.

“No,” she said.

A few minutes later she came back and told him that the porch was breaking and it was dangerous.

“Does it say carpenter anywhere on my forehead?” he asked.

“No,” she said again.

A few minutes later she came back and told him the toilet was backed up.

“Does it say plumber anywhere on my forehead?” he asked.

“No,” she replied.

A couple of days later he went on a business trip.

When he came back he asked how things had been.

“Well,” she said, “our neighboor down the street came over and fixed our TV, repaired our porch and unclogged our pipes.”

“What did he ask for in payment?” he wondered.

“All he asked for was a chocolate cake or a kiss,” she told him.

“What did you do?” he asked.

She looked at him smugly and said: “Do you see Betty Crocker written anywhere on my forehead?”