RJF
10-10-2003, 12:54 PM
One Saturday morning a husband gets up early, dresses quietly, gets his
lunch made, puts on his long johns, grabs the dog and goes to the garage to
hook up his boat to the truck and down the driveway he will go.
Coming out of his garage rain is pouring down; it is like a torrential
downpour. There is snow mixed in with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50
mph. Minutes later, he returns to the garage. He comes back into the house
and turns the TV to the weather channel. He finds it's going to be bad
weather all day long, so he puts his boat back in the garage, quietly
undresses and slips back into bed.
There he cuddles up to his wife's back, now with a different anticipation,
and whispers, "The weather out there is terrible." To which she sleepily
replies, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that crap?".
lunch made, puts on his long johns, grabs the dog and goes to the garage to
hook up his boat to the truck and down the driveway he will go.
Coming out of his garage rain is pouring down; it is like a torrential
downpour. There is snow mixed in with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50
mph. Minutes later, he returns to the garage. He comes back into the house
and turns the TV to the weather channel. He finds it's going to be bad
weather all day long, so he puts his boat back in the garage, quietly
undresses and slips back into bed.
There he cuddles up to his wife's back, now with a different anticipation,
and whispers, "The weather out there is terrible." To which she sleepily
replies, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that crap?".