Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
> FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
>
3 l: l8 F- k( @6 p. g> HONEY,
> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
; U5 Z  Y! C! N> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
>
; W5 g$ [1 B. h9 `8 W> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
- e5 N: o0 J, d  a' U" v> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
( X, K# L; a8 C* q3 h> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
7 u2 M- u0 l4 j$ W# ^2 u3 J> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
. q- X$ N* b/ I0 P+ X8 d> I DON'T THINK SO.
>
> FINE,
>
, p2 @3 @, h1 h7 k; W& m> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
6 @3 `3 N6 W& C& e9 u; B: D9 a> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
>
> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
! K2 R/ W) Y2 U( B> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
* m. H0 d4 _6 \" m. d, f  G# F, h5 H> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
; C0 ~; L$ n( N> WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
>
  ^' a( a# b5 T, Z- c> FINE, SHE SAYS
/ n. e" a1 |8 s) T+ z' u5 o1 q> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
, ~' C0 j9 f$ t* }5 ?> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
>
> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
  m, b+ z$ z9 F5 f0 [" w; g> WANT TO FIX STEPS
> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
1 [1 G) i" {5 X$ a+ I6 l( r> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
1 y7 Z( W- H; A> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
>
9 Q0 n3 r+ E7 k. [9 D1 S> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
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; h1 F; U& \3 _' r2 R6 \) U> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
" v. m  }2 E0 u- J. R> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
> TO GO HOME
>
, {) b. D; }8 G* p> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
6 \9 u% _6 C9 ]% H6 A: {> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
>
> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
>
) J5 R! S1 K( S> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
, h8 U' g# E4 \) m  B: r> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
0 X. F$ C$ X4 \1 |0 K9 N. z# h1 Z; e>
2 X3 u7 l; R& ~> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
4 C; O4 e/ P" l, v6 q& p" `. o> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
0 N- u* F  }. i+ C. l# v" I> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
>
> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
>
: I) \# E$ ?" y0 \% k> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
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8 a& ~, a. I- r# R; ]. P( z> HE SAID,
> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
) t1 X0 ~& M" T6 W>
% Y- d6 K( o  r* M+ X4 ~- m> SHE REPLIED,
> HELLOOOOO..
> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
> ON MY FOREHEAD?
+ h% f  u1 N  e: f1 o> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

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