Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
> FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
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1 ^4 B" O3 G2 u# a9 c& F4 f! S> HONEY,
> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
>
) Q( a+ Q* k6 b4 @: e8 x( R> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
1 S7 S7 X+ f% m+ |4 s/ [# X> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
4 O) [2 `7 D. j5 |9 X4 }- P> I DON'T THINK SO.
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. F2 V4 B3 U0 ?4 m! N5 I> FINE,
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> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
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> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
1 i2 X& |/ N& w  _6 n" N> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
% d# C& R) O. a, h$ p> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
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> I DON'T THINK SO
>
6 ~& v& Y  s/ g7 u/ [( W0 r> FINE, SHE SAYS
> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
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( P9 _& G2 L# V  o# C/ [! _8 _9 v& v> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
>
  B  ]$ n) z0 R7 }$ {> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
, _* j& S& D/ X> WANT TO FIX STEPS
> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
( M3 |; y# c/ s" u2 u/ `> I DON'T THINK SO
> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
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3 ?* u- |* h/ G$ _3 b> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
4 h" e/ T$ A" _4 K: D> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
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* G' E& X* v- `" c% ^> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
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> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
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>
> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
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/ [2 K  ^1 |+ x7 p' J2 n> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
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> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
>
. S/ Q$ h3 D7 R> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
>
1 U; k7 U% y/ A* l> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
6 E$ [  \9 ~* @3 B, m> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
>
# r7 v+ E/ R' w7 M> HE SAID,
> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
>
> SHE REPLIED,
> 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.