Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
> FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
>
> HONEY,
( I  w' ?3 m3 n& v> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
4 J- @' j2 K4 O* y> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
>
# X, A7 u& d0 f% ~: \$ L5 k/ z  r> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
" I8 _2 h. m2 ]  X9 X> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
* x# C; I* }5 x7 M> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO.
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* u; t# }; a9 T; [# N7 \> FINE,
>
> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
7 x) _3 X( g$ \: z* V* Y> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
>
( `3 f; w1 }/ h. p/ d- o% b6 Q! \9 M> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
# u( p$ K% t7 M. @1 o> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
1 A/ S" y4 a% r5 t5 O: b( h( U> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
> WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
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> FINE, SHE SAYS
> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
9 _* u# S/ c& k>
, f  y, O! Z/ O> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
> WANT TO FIX STEPS
> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
# |% @. P. O5 C2 n2 J. v1 U0 X; |& ~4 n) Y> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
. u0 F% P0 F$ M, P" W! T> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
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> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
4 g" l4 ]' v! R! z$ P3 K7 H>
> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
5 D( Z. y1 K$ H; M1 r> TO GO HOME
>
2 b- c2 B9 a& ?, D> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
>
> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
" N6 _; P& c% u3 E> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
>
> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
, X, Q' m4 V1 E' _0 j/ l3 e+ e> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
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9 l/ E: N! a' n% @( b> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
5 `3 b% U" _0 X& c8 N> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
8 J* c- ]& {5 J> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
>
> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
/ c0 X8 V& n. E5 l' N# h+ K> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
>
& \5 ~& Z9 N0 C; S% K> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
" u2 @9 A# K; n  f* x4 g. B* C> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
, _; t' Q5 Z' w' w  W( {: G; T1 ?> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
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> HE SAID,
) ?* E5 ]3 m' p% B$ J7 ^> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
>
0 H5 J: u; o5 c) w> SHE REPLIED,
> HELLOOOOO..
, U4 e& [8 f  m> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
> ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

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