Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
& V/ f; |8 o9 e4 ~0 I# R- Q' Y  u> FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
>
> HONEY,
> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
& u7 x1 h4 L& X& N; i# j/ a> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
>
> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
( m  j- B+ ]. o# t1 x6 W4 d+ R> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
' s% B& E9 A% q7 I> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO.
>
> FINE,
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8 f+ d: K, P! o0 I- W> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
' o3 t$ _" W" a) }& b0 F> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
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* Q, x7 K5 ~+ T+ a& S. s> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
' [. F( J( Y) b* t8 X2 `. }3 T> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
> WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
  ~/ q7 G, S1 R5 M3 C> I DON'T THINK SO
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+ t: \1 F4 R+ `$ l, D) r3 ~4 v> FINE, SHE SAYS
> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
* a( P% O9 c; @> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
  \1 z; o# M* i1 }- [4 y9 ^> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
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7 {- e4 m4 |( ]8 D# C> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
> WANT TO FIX STEPS
  Z3 ?0 N% Y, Q+ V) _> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
, W: c; O% W6 D, `/ M4 H> I DON'T THINK SO
> 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
" D% L# T% h7 m> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
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7 ^; M0 b2 x! l$ f> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
  U5 \+ i6 I* h" x5 b8 J4 R> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
6 }, H/ f6 R& p# g$ p5 O( N0 @) C; X> TO GO HOME
>
> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
>
0 v  b0 T0 E* w$ g0 y> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
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1 m, j( H  c1 w> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
>
> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
>
> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
4 ~9 C9 l- a5 w, D& J> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
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' V9 {% l/ J& C6 j2 ]> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
( b7 M: _( f6 k( t2 H% O2 p> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
>
> HE SAID,
5 t% C' Y1 I" Q: |$ d> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
>
9 f9 T2 J- n" @. X# b> SHE REPLIED,
4 N8 z' \3 t! l% \' d* ?$ ]> HELLOOOOO..
6 u# u2 r- a' O$ m' l$ Y% v$ y+ V> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
8 A$ Q3 Q9 J/ P% W/ d; Y> ON MY FOREHEAD?
1 W/ \2 }1 U  i* h1 U5 l, v> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

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