Every Exexutive I know has a Red Room of Executive Recreation in his home, usually just off his office. Visit your local tack shop to stock up your man's Red Room. |
When my husband comes home, I sit him down at our mahogany dinner table, and bring him a live young chicken on a silver tray, with a golden Magnum 45 revolver. He shoots the bird in the face,and then I prepare it and bring it to him to eat.
It is not always easy for him, particularly at the end of a long day. But he is an Executive, and that is because he can take this kind of tough decision. |
It depends. Since he is an Executive, he just tells me and I cook it. |
I can't believe all you would waste such money on Executive dining.
My husband is a true Executive and we didn't get so successful and rich without learning what's important. We only buy the family value packs of ground chuck at Shopper's when they have multiple $1.00 coupons stuck on them and the slightest aroma of rancidity. Then we add beans and tomato and have that week's pot of chili. That's all we eat. Anything else is wasteful, offensive, and will make you Poor. Signed, true Executive Wife. |
Whatever the Executive Chef prepares. |
Whatever game The Executive catches or hunts that night. Only organic, free range for The Executive. And a Lime-A-Rita. |
You are clearly an Executive poseur. Everyone knows these are properly called swine in suits. |
Yes, we roast our Swine in Suits on an open pit for all to see. So very impressive we know. |
Whatever. The. Executive. Wants. |
After the meal: Gentlemen's Latte. |
Are you getting compensated for all these threads? |
Ranch in a chalice
Add caviar and drink it up That's rich ya mofo -Flip Driscoll |
To keep things spicy, Helen Gurley Brown recommends wearing Saran Wrap when you open that door. |
I like your sense of humor OP. Just for you:
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