Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
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: D3 F; j% l' _, j( L> HONEY,
) |$ _- n9 w. y5 }> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
4 z. F# }. Y. m  O" J. L> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
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6 R/ ~" u, U/ R  a  g> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
9 V# d& A' F- h> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
) H* b0 h9 n9 u3 }% t# k/ g3 N  u> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
( L3 h4 u( Q0 D0 [. x> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
$ ^5 Q8 T8 E, @0 _  F7 A4 F> I DON'T THINK SO.
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1 C1 t1 t% Q- q5 T9 k% f> FINE,
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) z' _) d5 D# S; Y" e8 Z' f+ A> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
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> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
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> I DON'T THINK SO
>
> FINE, SHE SAYS
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> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
3 v. }& b  Q$ Z2 v> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
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> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
> WANT TO FIX STEPS
7 `/ [' H& [% B# O' Y> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
) O  l" h* L9 i: P8 [6 m) ?! Z. v> I DON'T THINK SO
9 ~1 n. I& R$ j2 C8 L> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
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> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
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>
> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
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" E; b6 y1 a, _% e+ O  i> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
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: Q6 C0 F7 n- P> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
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> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
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6 a8 P- F5 F# x, B: m* e" ^* a. s) `> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
( S) Y7 i/ n8 k% ~> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
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> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
5 \& I; [0 E& D& X, q> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
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* o- M2 M& n4 C0 a* Z4 c  X  o) y0 g& E> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
7 C- R5 c% y, M# O) y# i9 I> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
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> HE SAID,
> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
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4 `! x  W  ^- a! S> SHE REPLIED,
6 b/ ^4 s1 v* ]1 l% v> HELLOOOOO..
> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
> ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

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