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It's the weekly meeting of the feminismgroup.
The leader of the group asked who made progression last week.
Anna Stood up and said: Well, my husband is a carpenter and everyday he comes home with his sweaty socks, and then I have to wash them. Last week I told him: Hank, this was the last time, in the future you wash your own socks.
The first day, I didn't see anything, 2nd day neither, but the third day he was washing his socks.
Everyone applauded and then the next woman stood up. My name is Violet and my husband is an accountant. Everyday I had to iron his clothes, till I was sick and tired of it. So last week I told him: John, this was the last time I ironned your clothes, in the future you can do it yourself.
The first day, I saw nothing, the 2nd day I saw nothing, but the third day John was ironning his clothes.
Everyone stood up and start to yell and sing.
Then the third girl stood up. My name is Fatima, and everyday I have to work hard in the factory. And then when I come home, my husband Achmet is still wearing his pyjama's laying on the cough watching television while smoking marihuana, so I have to make couscous for him
Last week I said: Achmet, I won't make couscous anymore, next time you make couscous.
The first day I saw nothing, the second day I saw nothing, the third day I saw a little with my left eye.

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