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,
/ @$ z' H5 Q, d/ D> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
2 f& t3 t) Z" }' Y& [8 m1 ]$ R. |6 x> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
>
1 q+ b# n* N1 d# _! m# `> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
( E" M  G& g, A) e! x1 p6 V. W> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
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  {+ m9 t, T% [4 E7 O> I DON'T THINK SO.
>
, Z$ l9 ?* d: a" F5 P- S8 o> FINE,
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1 v8 }% T6 P/ ]) G: f> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
>
" D! [  g8 w" N( Z) A> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
> WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
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8 w+ h, ~: P0 O1 R0 u- p' U+ g> FINE, SHE SAYS
> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
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3 H4 m: z. e6 i0 ]# L1 Q/ O> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
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9 W; G/ r, u, S0 Q& C$ ^$ T> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
- I6 t' z9 m, Z% E  M3 Y5 G! y% w/ u> WANT TO FIX STEPS
> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
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> I DON'T THINK SO
> 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
> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
>
> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
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> TO GO HOME
>
2 n* [9 e. ^' ?+ b/ c% A> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
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: o, p9 }& T# G6 _> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
- D% Y6 i' y3 m% a- ^8 Y/ n> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
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> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
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> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
( T- U$ G7 b. o+ R0 X. G; h6 B0 o> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
2 A- T$ @* Z5 c' R> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
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> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
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>
> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
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> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
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* h4 V6 H+ ~. g1 V> HE SAID,
& W) r4 d) i* [5 K+ A) C> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
>
> SHE REPLIED,
> HELLOOOOO..
> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
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> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

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