the husband store

Finally got around to dejunking my Yahoo inbox, and I found this forwarded mail from my cousin, sent about a couple of months back. It's called "the husband store", and, here goes:

A store that sells husbands has just opened in NYC, where any woman may go to choose a husband. The only snag: you can visit only once. You may purchase any man from a particular floor, or you may choose to go up a floor, but you cannot go down except to exit the building.

So this woman goes there to purchase a husband. On the first floor, the sign reads:

These men have jobs and love the Lord.

The sign on the second floor reads:

These men have jobs, love the Lord, and love kids.

The sign on the third floor reads:

These men have jobs, love the Lord, Loves kids, and are extremely good-looking.

"Wow", she thinks, but feels compelled to go up more floors.

The sign on the fourth floor reads:

These men have jobs, love the Lord and kids, are drop-dead gorgeous, and help with the housework.

"Oh my, I can hardly stand it!" she thinks, but she decides to move further up.

Floor 5: These men have jobs, love the Lord and kids, are drop-dead gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic streak.

She is tempted to purchase one right away, but she eventually moves up another floor.

And the sign on the sixth floor reads:

You are visitor 4,363,014 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely to prove that women are impossible to please.

Thank you for visiting the husband store. Watch your step as you exit the building, and have a nice day!

Send this only to women who can handle the truth!

Yeah, yeah, big laugh... Seriously, it is funny because there's a little bit of truth in it too!