Stoney Clarke
01-20-2005, 06:02 PM
Cold and Rainy Sunday
One man's hobby was fishing. He spent every weekend near the river or by the lake. One Sunday, early in the morning, he went to the river as usual. But it was so cold and raining, that he decided to return back to his house.
The man came in, and went to his bedroom, undressed and lay near his wife. The lights were off and he snuggled up behind her. She didn't even turn around.
"What terrible weather today, Honey," he said to her.
"Yes, she answered. "And my idiot husband went fishing."
One man's hobby was fishing. He spent every weekend near the river or by the lake. One Sunday, early in the morning, he went to the river as usual. But it was so cold and raining, that he decided to return back to his house.
The man came in, and went to his bedroom, undressed and lay near his wife. The lights were off and he snuggled up behind her. She didn't even turn around.
"What terrible weather today, Honey," he said to her.
"Yes, she answered. "And my idiot husband went fishing."