Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
7 g& T5 X  C6 c; Y> FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
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* |% E, W* G6 j7 n3 j+ m> HONEY,
' e& Z  z4 u- ~/ v5 i8 V; I> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
>
> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
, r/ G/ ?3 ?) I; K2 W" C. {% S> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
" \( v0 Y* O) p> I DON'T THINK SO.
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> FINE,
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5 @/ X$ _$ ^/ H9 e6 l9 x/ Y: R> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
$ Z/ w7 d1 A% j/ x> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
- J1 A" z* r" R> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
>
> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
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> I DON'T THINK SO
>
! ]( ~3 D3 }. p/ {) K> FINE, SHE SAYS
> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
>
> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
; Z( r6 |+ a# S; w9 Q> WANT TO FIX STEPS
> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
* ]4 l5 Q; U- B9 I' V) V) O9 M> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
1 I+ i' S4 W$ x> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
>
. u- p' {/ h6 Y> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
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5 g, j# [( J1 A3 W" N4 `> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
  t# M& D" Z2 J' m/ f" q> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
+ ?! s: \$ X& Q- M3 }  v0 _" S, p> TO GO HOME
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, t, l- L5 d/ N% K% p6 U1 X> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
>
> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
/ o2 Z9 K4 ^1 V0 A8 I7 b> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
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& c3 v; n! O, |. M8 F' u4 Y* X/ S> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
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. k. A2 R" O- Q1 V5 U> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
! S, {& ^* J" N+ F  }- `4 ^7 l, E> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
3 i0 V, E7 c6 y3 L0 }> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
>
> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
% x& @1 x( m& ]6 ]4 r$ k5 T> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
>
* e) {+ h$ x! N* B. M6 }8 u> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
; \$ D. w5 j3 z3 N4 R2 F- g> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
>
> HE SAID,
! f: q; U( M2 ]> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
>
> SHE REPLIED,
, H* M$ }$ {& u& C* `. B/ Y> HELLOOOOO..
> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
8 j  Z% Q7 ], X, U2 H! Z; M> ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

Went bed with him? It must be a nicer experience.