Saturday morning I got up early, dressed quietly, made my lunch, grabbed
the dog, slipped quietly into the garage to hook the boat up to the truck,
and proceeded to back out into a torrential down pour.
The wind was blowing 50 mph. I pulled back into the garage, turned on the
radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad throughout the day.
I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed.
There 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 20 yrs replied, 'Can you believe my stupid husband is out
fishing in that crappy weather?'
I still don't know to this day if she was joking, but I have stopped
fishing.
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Active Ink Slinger
I should try that sometime.
Like when we go bike/camping.
Bat
Like when we go bike/camping.
Bat
Active Ink Slinger
LMAO
Fireman
Pretty funny and scary at the same time.
Fireman
Quote by roccotool
Who said the man actually goes fishing, too?
So true
Tech Moddess AKA Danger Kat ;)
Reminds me of the story of the guy who came home from a hunting trip and asked his wife why she didn't pack him any socks. She said she did....she packed them in his rifle case. OOOPS!!
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