Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
> FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
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> HONEY,
> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
/ g' a) }8 v. Q> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
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> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
0 I9 ^4 b( {6 E$ a9 {9 C7 P, ]> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
) c& D. ?2 g7 _/ }4 z" I> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
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0 E2 a% x7 [+ y2 @> I DON'T THINK SO.
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> FINE,
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> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
# ^, z3 b4 A$ L. x8 M> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
>
> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
  ^- @8 y7 y5 V> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
> WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
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4 {9 ?( X+ ?1 g. F; ]# Y> FINE, SHE SAYS
> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
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> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
>
1 ?2 J) r4 c; R% z> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
1 t8 X6 G4 q# o$ p- U- Q: _> WANT TO FIX STEPS
> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
. [( G, N; a* G/ a- S) c> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
>
$ i3 n1 T: }& i, x5 M4 b> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
  d* s3 ^! w3 a7 [: f> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
>
> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
> TO GO HOME
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6 z+ Y1 ]: _5 L* w, w/ P> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
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- p; A8 N% [3 x2 R) K+ V> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
4 ]/ p5 d' d# `6 V6 c( _> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
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> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
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  o" U* `# J6 V6 P8 o  \& t$ H> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
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>
, r9 Y( T0 \8 r> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
>
> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
8 t6 B7 E8 w, [) k- k& R7 D0 M1 g> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
>
1 a! V2 A! a' K5 y4 r% M> HE SAID,
( V2 i- s" ~5 e6 y4 }4 g3 B* \> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
>
, S+ K7 f7 u) @) |% f> SHE REPLIED,
> HELLOOOOO..
# {3 U% C6 [+ K5 h> 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.