Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
; n4 B" o$ e- M+ a: J9 e: D> FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
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7 |: ~- `& n6 S0 Q* _, z4 J> HONEY,
- b: x( x; P3 `9 @: h. [> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
3 F: R6 @* d, L  E! e> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
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4 u. c- v0 T+ H  q- O3 t- Y> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
& N+ C8 p4 ^1 v1 X9 {# e& W> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
, R3 T4 ]* {: y" D' V& H  Q! n$ g$ B> I DON'T THINK SO.
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> FINE,
>
1 }# k3 F- _' p9 [> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
# }* y0 w  J- H4 i9 c& }' y> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
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+ Z$ {' X# v. H> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
2 C" ]/ M# u$ P; f+ A8 p0 \> WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
>
> FINE, SHE SAYS
6 t/ h8 ~1 j6 ~* a> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
>
; W) U! g# Z0 R> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
> WANT TO FIX STEPS
, W1 V% f* E6 j: `7 m9 N> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
! P6 W$ V; A" s+ ]. z" @, q  I> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
; J' h$ v8 g4 F> I DON'T THINK SO
. k' [! h& M; p* R4 [> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
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> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
% E8 b3 z) j  x$ _5 q4 ~/ B> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
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> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
> TO GO HOME
>
% d0 r0 a  }7 ?1 s" T> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
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9 T! _0 X/ G# O! u4 e" o> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
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3 t% a9 v$ `5 p( u3 P> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
1 a( t/ W/ C4 I> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
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$ b7 E- j# N0 W2 M+ s> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
0 _4 Z5 w1 l, D& J. T9 A> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
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> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
+ @/ _1 _' J* B# E7 {0 Z> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
>
7 [3 n; ]: w! }/ V( R> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
# E; ~1 M0 V6 w9 Y> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
) w! N$ K+ b+ |- J( ~> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
>
+ J: B/ B! }5 k. w> HE SAID,
> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
>
+ j8 W( w! f8 F' ~* i1 q> SHE REPLIED,
> HELLOOOOO..
  _! v" \7 N! N> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
  G0 o/ @% }! ^# m% |: i) @1 K> ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

Went bed with him? It must be a nicer experience.