Who will wash the dishes?

Question

There is a saying that goes something like, "If everything was hopes and wishes, then who will wash the dishes?"

If you know the REAL saying, please let me know what it is!

Thanks very much.

Answer 1

That sounds like the original quote because of its terseness and rhythm;    except for "will".

Grammatically, it should be "would"

Answer 2

you will

Answer 3

u will so do it **

Answer 4

I can't find anything remotely like it. No quotations, proverbs, lyrics, nothing. Perhaps you coined it yourself? My wife inadvertently fabricates sayings all the time; her m.o. is to confuse two or three existing proverbs and throw in a advertisement slogan just for good measure. The results are often stunning.

If this one were mine, I'd modernize it. "If everything was hopes and wishes, then who will wash the dishes?" sounds hopelessly 1800's. How about just: "Wishing won't start the dish washer." or "Give me hope, dreams, happy wishes, and a maid for the dishes."

Answer 5

Because of the amazingly high cost of heating our house we reuse the paper plates and plastic spoons by burning them in the fireplace.

Nobody washes the dishes at my abode.

Answer 6

If wishes were like dishes

If wishes were like dishes

They'd be stacked up to the sill.

And if all my cares were hamburgers

I'd surely have my fill.

If petty plights were Northern Lights

The sky would be replete.

I'd often stumble as I strode,

And rarely see my feet.

If idle thoughts were pans and pots

I'd cook a feast of fishes,

With lemons and admonishments

To put away the dishes.

If grumbled threats were household pets

I'd hie off to a farm.

My house is incommodious

For such a dearth of charm.

If moans and sighs were apple pies

There'd be gobs of skinny grannies.

Their idle hands with naught to do,

Nor much to pad their fannies.

If odious glares were horses' hairs

I'd invest in violins;

And cellos too and fiddlers' bows;

I'd rosin them with sins.

If worries were all flurries

Then I'd bid farewell to Fall.

And embrace the arms of Winter

As I'm held beneath her thrall.

If pains and aches were wedding cakes

I'd never doff my kilt.

And kiss all the pretty girls' cheeks

With not a whit of guilt.

If angry frowns were circus clowns

I'd live inside a tent.

And have to wear top hat and tails

Nearly everywhere I went.

If all my dreams were frothy streams

I'd quench the world's thirst.

And if squalour were a contest, well,

I'd come right near to first.

But late at night with this my plight

Running rampant through my head,

I'm becalmed by but a single thought:

I've a wife and son abed.

~Simian Farmer

EDIT:

I thought it was interesting, but no, I didn't think it was the right one either.

My husband might know, he's into that stuff, but I dare not ask him because he'll obsess over it untill he finds it !!

Answer 7

Despina will

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nTut-JxFb...

a

Answer 8

I'm going to wash them right now.