And Then the Fight Started ...

Saturday morning I got up early, quietly  dressed, made my lunch, grabbed the dog, and slipped  quietly into the garage.

I hooked up the boat up  to the truck, 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 10 years replied, 'Can you  believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?'

And then the fight started ...

dasmuggler dasmuggler
36-40, M
4 Responses Feb 25, 2009

;-p

too good :D

you are awesome das!

Hahahahaaaaaaaaa, really funny!