Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
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> HONEY,
& h% _) e: Q8 E# f% ?" d: ]> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
>
. W; m/ |- I: T" [5 Z> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
5 a0 _0 y: \& Q7 y> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
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> I DON'T THINK SO.
>
+ h4 A" Z0 b) |, L> FINE,
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. n8 }; J: O7 d( l. l> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
3 E+ }% Z8 C( G  U" \> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
7 \  w7 U* g& C5 [. t> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
>
> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
. X# Q9 p8 F: m7 V> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
> WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
>
+ a. T$ N7 \2 i' r> FINE, SHE SAYS
: `, F8 m8 N6 Q0 q3 R7 T: a> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
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0 `7 p+ v3 ~1 I) s' H; N' a5 v> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
>
> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
> WANT TO FIX STEPS
> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
5 p- C' W- `( j9 {& A# v> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
6 {6 V5 d+ ~/ b, a> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
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" K% x$ S3 O; x0 _> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
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> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
# m0 Y; P- y2 x& x> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
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> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
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! U4 |4 a. V& E- c: Y6 F9 J# J> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
. ^6 C  E1 G9 w0 \, }7 X> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
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% X6 D2 U) Y/ v/ U> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
>
; `2 e0 k8 h8 y8 }> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
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> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
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9 g! e: `1 f& X, a> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
3 d& Y. m- b8 i1 n3 ~- ]+ U! h> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
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+ D/ F& d8 o& ?1 f& B- }% K# n> HE SAID,
; [4 ^# c, T& ^3 u  U> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
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- I6 s/ l% @# Q> SHE REPLIED,
> HELLOOOOO..
0 {$ I  ]$ x$ d! A! [; t5 r> 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.