One Friday night I advised my wife I would be leaving early
in the morning to go fishing.
Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my
lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage.
I hooked up the boat up to the van and proceeded to back out
into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50mph,
so I pulled back into thegarage, 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
My loving wife of 5 years replied, "And, can you believe my
stupid husband is out fishing in that?"
And that's how the fight started...