grabbed the dog, and slipped quietly into the garage.
I hooked up the boat up to the truck, and
proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.
The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the
garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the
weather would be bad all day.
I went back into the house, quietly undressed,
and slipped back into bed.
I cuddled up to my wife’s back, now with a different
anticipation, and whispered, ‘The weather out there is
terrible.’
My loving wife of 10 years replied, ‘Can you
believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?’
And then the fight started …
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