Married Karen was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband Peter.
Suddenly, Peter burst into the kitchen.
“Be careful,” he said, “Karen be careful! Put in some more butter! Jesus Christ!
You’re cooking too many at once. Too many! Turn eggs! Turn eggs now! We need more butter. Oh my Gosh! Where are we going to get more butter? They’re going to stick! Careful woman careful! I said be careful! You never listen to me when you’re cooking! Never! Turn eggs again! Hurry up! Are you kidding? You are really crazy. Have you lost your mind? Don’t forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt them.Where is the salt?
Use the salt. Use the salt! The salt!”
Karen, unbelievably, stared at her husband. “What in the world is wrong with you? You think I don’t know how to fry a couple of eggs?”
Peter calmly replied, “I just wanted to show you what it feels like when I’m driving car.”