05-23-2009, 12:36 AM
She Destroyed My Fishing Pleasure.
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 pull out into a torrential downpour.
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 crap?'
I still don't know to this day if she was joking, but I
have stopped fishing.
I am not the man from this story but if I were I would still be fishing, just have a different wife!
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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 pull out into a torrential downpour.
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 crap?'
I still don't know to this day if she was joking, but I
have stopped fishing.
I am not the man from this story but if I were I would still be fishing, just have a different wife!
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