Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped
quietly into the garage I hooked up the boat up to the van, 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 5 years
replied, “And, can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?” 
October 27, 2011 at 11:19 pm
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