I'm not sharing my fries....................or the other!

> This is what marriage is really all about . . . . ..
>
> He ordered one hamburger, one order of French fries and one drink. The
> old man unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half. He
> placed one half in front of his wife. He then carefully counted out
> the French fries, dividing them into two piles and neatly placed one
> pile in front of his wife.
>
> He took a sip of the drink, his wife took a sip and then set the cup
> down between them. As he began to eat his few bites of hamburger, the
> people around them kept looking over and whispering. You could tell
> they were thinking, 'That poor old couple - all they c an afford is
> one meal for the two of them.'
>
> As the man began to eat his fries a young man came to the table. He
> politely offered to buy another meal for the old couple. The old man
> said they were just fine - They were used to sharing everything.
>
> The surrounding people noticed the little old lady hadn't eaten a
> bite. She sat there watch ing her husband eat and occasionally taking
> turns sipping the drink.
>
> Again the young man came over and begged them to let him buy another
> meal for them. This time the old woman said 'No, thank you, we are
> used to sharing everything.'
>
> As the old man finished and was wiping his face neatly with the
> napkin, the young man again came over to the little old lady who had
> yet to eat a single bite of food and asked 'What is it you're waiting
> for?'
>
> She answered . . . . ..


................THE TEETH