Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
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> HONEY,
> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
3 W* R& g# E. ?) `5 p7 m- h> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
>
. f+ g  ^4 C( \- y9 V> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
$ |" Q/ U6 F, b7 @+ O5 l2 z* [: Q> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
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6 r5 {( y  \  }& N9 |, v> I DON'T THINK SO.
>
8 t' S' i. R! P> FINE,
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$ b, O5 Q( c8 x# N> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
) O$ i/ g7 u! P' N. m( X8 j9 B> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
" a0 B5 @, f: @+ ?> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
>
> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
) P$ U* S* h3 L+ q$ k> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
$ _! M: P* Z6 `/ i1 g> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
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! r, I3 ~: E4 P6 x& K) }* Z> I DON'T THINK SO
>
> FINE, SHE SAYS
4 {! ?8 ]% {6 f" q- w> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
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> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
2 |7 `8 F3 b& J8 B) j! [> WANT TO FIX STEPS
> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
, ~: U- z3 l* X8 u, q> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
' ^. x  Z  n3 z% Z. _. `) ]2 T> 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
> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
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> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
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% d2 Z  b3 N0 `: i" u: }% m> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
( P$ ~+ ^8 c* d6 ^0 a% D> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
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> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
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> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
>
- j7 e- w3 r: S  e. r> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
- s+ I7 H3 Z6 ]& H* J> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
>
> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
! X2 \* }' W% Y2 _- z> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
>
; j3 q) q7 X7 ]) ~6 g4 m  b5 T> HE SAID,
> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
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> SHE REPLIED,
> HELLOOOOO..
> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
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6 J5 N7 h5 f3 ~0 g1 r/ R> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

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