One Saturday morning I got up early, made my lunch, grabbed the dog and went
to the garage and hooked the boat up to the truck.
As I drove out of the garage I saw rain pouring down; it is a torrential downpour.
There is snow mixed with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50, maybe 60 mph.
I returned the truck back into the garage, came back into the house and turned
the TV to the weather channel. I find it's going to be bad weather all day long,
so I put the boat away, quietly undressed and slipped back into bed.
There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation I
whispered, "The weather out there is terrible"
To which she sleepily replies, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing
in that stuff?"
to the garage and hooked the boat up to the truck.
As I drove out of the garage I saw rain pouring down; it is a torrential downpour.
There is snow mixed with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50, maybe 60 mph.
I returned the truck back into the garage, came back into the house and turned
the TV to the weather channel. I find it's going to be bad weather all day long,
so I put the boat away, quietly undressed and slipped back into bed.
There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation I
whispered, "The weather out there is terrible"
To which she sleepily replies, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing
in that stuff?"
I hope this is a joke.
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