Why I gave up fishing
I got up early, put on my long johns, 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 downpour.
>
> There was snow mixed with the rain, and 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 twenty years replied, 'Can you believe my stupid
> husband is out fishing in that crap? '
>
> I still don't know if she was joking..
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