I Am An Observant Jew! Now My

Two Things Do Me In: One's Chocolate Cake, The Other's Hypocrisy.

This Bugs Me The Worst. That's When The Husband Thinks That The Wife Knows Where Everything Is, Huh? Like They Think The Uterus Is A Tracking Device. He Comes In: "hey, Roseanne! Roseanne! Do We Have Any Cheetos Left?" Like He Can't Go Over And Lift Up The Sofa Cushion Himself.

I'm So Much More Famous Than I Am Financially Successful.

Women Are Cursed, And Men Are The Proof.

My Husband Says, 'roseanne, Don't You Think We Ought To Talk About Our Sexual Problems?' Like I'm Gonna Turn Off Wheel Of Fortune For That.