> Saturday morning I got up early, put on my long johns, dressed
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> quietly, made my lunch, grabbed my shotgun and the dog, slipped
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> quietly into the garage to load the truck, and proceeded to back
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> out into a torrential downpour. There was snow mixed with the
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> rain, and the wind was blowing 50 mph. I pulled back into the
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> garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather
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> would be bad throughout the day.
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>
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> I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back
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> into bed. There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a
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> different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is
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> terrible."
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> She sleepily replied, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out
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> hunting in that sh*t
2007-01-30
07:06:49
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ohio_mike
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