Man loves to fish, and he’s got a great Saturday planned. At 5 A. M., he slips quietly from bed and creeps downstairs, where he has all his clothes and gear ready. He dresses, then opens the garage door to find that it’s ugly outside. High winds and unseasonable cold, actual sleet is falling. So he decides the hell with it, goes back in, undresses, and slips back into bed. He starts to feel a bit amorous, so he cuddles up behind his wife and murmurs, “You won’t believe how foul the weather is, wind and sleet!”
The wife snuggles back and says, “I know, can you believe he still goes fishing in it?”
]]>I didn’t know you fished, now my crush is even worse.
But don’t hurry back, the working world will still be here.
Every minute on the water is well spent.
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