Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
( l8 }, U1 A* N4 |* B- K  V, y> FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
>
> HONEY,
2 g' c8 N3 ^4 g+ v> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
5 X: e, I6 s! Q2 E> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
>
4 [- k9 ~) ~4 r: w5 T' }> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
( _* K$ E; N  a> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
# d, j' p! s4 o( \: f> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
4 k3 L7 W% \7 u> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
' o# Z( I( X$ A> I DON'T THINK SO.
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> FINE,
>
$ D$ M; Q" W( @6 s0 ^& J) S! s> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
>
8 K" Q& o# P: F- j2 T% u4 a2 e> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
> WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
>
> FINE, SHE SAYS
> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
. f* s2 C* i5 P) m> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
>
$ f  M; P7 x0 j* C& n> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
' w. U( q' ~0 b9 P) q0 S( g> WANT TO FIX STEPS
; Y& ~) }: g8 J7 X> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
0 j3 r0 v% `0 k( ^> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
/ o7 m6 {( `* F& _+ f> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
/ C% O# D1 H( a> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
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> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
/ Z8 r2 r& S# `' j7 K> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
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, q3 z' [* q- N& n! e. H! E2 b> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
> TO GO HOME
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> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
>
> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
>
5 |* z; f* K- [> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
: K' P$ L/ l+ |* d  G. |& m  \9 s2 @> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
>
- v! f" f( F3 j9 h( N# ^> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
7 j+ T% z% Q7 n$ J. o( H. R> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
>
> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
>
> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
) m; W  Q% P' R& b0 R' m> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
* s6 }5 {% P$ Q& X* X> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
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> HE SAID,
> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
>
> SHE REPLIED,
' `, d8 e; @) @& w* M$ E9 n> 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.