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 back out into a torrential down pour.
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 down pour. 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.’
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 weather?’
is out fishing in that weather?’
I still don’t know to this day if she was joking, but I have stopped fishing.
Funny, funny!
OMG I just dribbled coffee all over my newly cleaned jeans!!!!!!! payback is coming just you wait and see
Sorry for the messed up jeans San. It’s all Darryl’s fault!!! It’s so fun to blame my brother for things. Makes me feel like a kid again!!!
I LOVE THIS ONE!!!!!!!!!!!
That’s great. I’ll have to show it to my son, the fisherman.
I’ve seen this one, very funny!!
This is good. I wonder if she was kidding?????