Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
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> HONEY,
1 B5 o2 Y7 n  S* l> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
; r/ y; x* W+ a> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
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. {) n+ K, ]; e% v1 \6 Y6 W+ r! k> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
  m. S2 l# }* V- q: P> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
  Z7 Q9 \; |% V2 F> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
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> I DON'T THINK SO.
>
> FINE,
>
+ N/ N$ F- G1 N+ m/ L8 l# F> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
>
8 q$ E; Q4 f% M: x5 r& u> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
. Z0 }1 V1 O  O- q7 k9 u+ i> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
) X7 _+ N+ g- z8 Z9 u1 K+ C> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
> WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
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> FINE, SHE SAYS
3 u' k& J0 A! ?. Q" @" C> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
# z5 ]  [$ T0 j. Q4 t1 L> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
# c' f- k" Q8 g* P2 ]! L: g> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
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> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
: h6 R2 |* X% g- H> WANT TO FIX STEPS
5 q8 q+ x5 i% A7 K5 @. l7 z> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
$ x5 Y" @" o3 I' E> I DON'T THINK SO
) K  s) G) o' r1 ]> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
>
: H9 @. N6 j$ w> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
4 F; U7 O9 g  W% f! z1 N+ R1 O> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
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. j! D2 p" c+ w* w: s> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
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> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
>
3 G$ A' G( n0 Q# m. x& m; [) q8 H> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
  o, X$ R8 d8 L7 ~3 Z" S( V1 G> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
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% t3 c" r* Y5 L1 }9 C4 ^- B> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
0 Q9 Q( S. N5 V> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
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> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
8 |  A  t$ o5 v( a> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
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> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
4 e$ y, Q! U: t! w/ i  F> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
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> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
- L' k$ ^0 G% B$ b> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
" ?# B5 \7 k; s+ @' p( d> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
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> HE SAID,
5 J6 }/ T6 ]9 n2 k( z) c  t> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
>
> SHE REPLIED,
> HELLOOOOO..
3 U# @- {) m9 d- q, u6 u. Q9 U' z> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
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( p( H$ a. Y1 e  q0 }# Y7 b5 ?> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

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