Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
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> HONEY,
) u/ j  C8 G( C# y. W1 q2 g! m. E> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
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( X4 ^% @1 K0 A( J: d/ n6 w> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
: k: X, R# j. m& p+ D1 W: y> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
7 l6 S0 ^' A7 J> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
6 g0 U* d/ e. S( V" X8 b> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO.
>
( ?- M  i  |4 o' C> FINE,
>
: t6 t1 D. g4 Q& H+ k$ o> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
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> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
> WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
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7 m/ y4 H( [# W> FINE, SHE SAYS
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> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
( Y$ i$ e8 E* s> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
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> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
/ g) K8 n6 |) G8 V> WANT TO FIX STEPS
/ h0 t, i" R  f0 D2 C! @. i* [> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
2 n0 K$ w& O' X, M: g% G4 [> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
' j  T3 i1 a5 s$ K5 C9 H> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
2 O  e' d& f( O# d4 N> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
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> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
>
) ]! p9 f2 y; E: q% h> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
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> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
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> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
+ [& G, B+ C& C4 b' h> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
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> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
/ }- m; e! ^" g- t8 ?: I: c% n> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
>
> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
! Q" W/ }$ f# @" n> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
>
> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
/ U& H8 h& V  c( f! I4 V> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
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> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
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4 P. A/ _+ x' O# @1 _! @. _( ^> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
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> HE SAID,
+ H. ?* J' Z0 @# w5 q> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
>
- d1 T  b# {( Y> 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.