I'd have gone to Jail

[worry knot]

Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch,
grabbed the
dog, and slipped quietly into the garage.

I hooked up
the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into a torrential
downpour.

The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the
garage, turned on the
radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad
all day.

I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped
back into bed.

I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different
anticipation, and whispered, 'The weather out there is terrible.'

My
loving wife of 10 years replied, 'Can you believe my stupid husband is out
fishing in that?'
And then the fight started ...

[Bow'd Up]