Wednesday, April 23, 2008

GONE FISHING

Saturday morning 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?"

I still don't know if she was joking.

6 comments:

Sheila said...

LOL That was a good one.:)

Cheryl said...

have read this joke before but it is still a good one

Jambrea said...

Good one!!! :)

Debbie Wallace said...

Thanks ladies glad you enjoyed it:)

anne said...

Simply what I needed. Delightful.

Debbie Wallace said...

Hi Anne!