Husband to Wife (in romantic mood)
"My love! Y r u blushing?"
Wife: Sweet Heart, When ur lovely words touch the automatic transfering machine of my priceless heart, its beat suddenly goes as up & down as the prices in stock market & blood speeds up at the rate which is more than inflation rate in Pakistan, causes more production of blood output in the monopolistic firm of my heart. So as the supply of blood increases, my penetrating market of emotions never remains in equilibrium & I blush!
Moral: Never marry an M.B.A girl...
Bcoz SHE will spoil ur Romance;)
