The Feminist Conference
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The first speaker, a lady from England stood up and said, "During last years' conference we spoke about being more assertive with our husbands. Well, after the conference I went home and told my husband, Barrington, that I would no longer cook for him and that he would have to do it himself! After the first day, I saw nothing. After the second day, I saw nothing. But on the third day, I saw that he had cooked a wonderful roast lamb." The crowd cheered.
The second speaker, a lady from Russia stood up and said, "After last years' conference I went home and told my husband, Ivan, that I would no longer do his laundry and that he would have to do it himself. After the first day, I saw nothing. After the second day, I saw nothing. But on the third day, I saw that he had done not only his own washing, but my washing as well." The crowd cheered again...even louder.
The third speaker, a Cajun lady from Thibidoaux, Louisiana, stood up and said, "Afta last years' conference, I went rat home and tole dat lazy worthless husband a'mine, Boudreau, dat I wadn't gonna do no mo of his cookin', cleanin' or shoppin' and dat he wuz gonna have to do it all fer hisself." The crowd got to their feet and roared approval. When it became quiet, she continued, "And I tole 'im I wadn't gonna be cleanin' no mo of dem nasty crawfeesh, giggin' no mo boolfrogs and water dawgs, skinnin' none'a dem musrats, or check'n no mo catfeesh trotlines.
The crowd went wild - the cheering and clapping lasted for at least five minutes. When it again became calm, she continued...."Afta the fust day, I din't see nuttin'. Afta the second day, I didn't see nuttin' either. But afta the thud day, I could see a little bit outta my left eye."
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