When everybody on earth was dead and waiting to enter Paradise, God appeared and said, "I want the men to make two lines: one line for the men who were true heads of their household, and the other line for the men who were dominated by their women. I want all the women to report to St. Peter."

Soon, the women were gone, and there were two lines of men. The line of the men who were dominated by their wives was thousands of miles long, and in the line of men who truly were heads of their household, there was only one man.

God said, "You men should be ashamed of yourselves, I created you to be the head of your household! You have been disobedient and have not fulfilled your purpose! Of all of you, only one obeyed. Learn from him."

God turned to the one man, "How did you manage to be the only one in this Line?"

The man replied, "My wife told me to stand here."

Disclaimer: My wife and I share our lives evenly without worrying about who is in charge. We are partners and there is no chief honcho nor do we need one. We both work; we both do household chores, although chores is a wrong word; nothing I share to do is a chore. I love to cook, do the dishes (it relaxes me) and taking out the garbage makes the house cleaner so I enjoy that as well.

If there were ever a thing both of us thought choreful to do, we would just hire someone else to do it for us. That's why god created Mexicans.

In all, I am a happily married man, and if my wife finds this out, she'll kill me.