Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
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9 @% ~) ~# A. B4 u# N6 n' r3 k> HONEY,
> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
$ k  a9 K2 \- L: K% Y; K: w> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
>
> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
; R6 J6 {0 k: _7 p: h> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO.
>
> FINE,
>
> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
6 M! v7 o$ K3 X4 s1 }7 Q6 c7 o3 w> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
>
> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
% B6 S( W! u1 v' z( U! |  e> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
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> I DON'T THINK SO
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> FINE, SHE SAYS
( ~; v9 s9 c, k( L: F+ y! @5 w> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
4 p6 l( L$ k5 q> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
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> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
7 B7 h6 H& J4 A. }. O  |" p> WANT TO FIX STEPS
  r2 N5 C6 ~6 `2 w- O8 j* v> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
- _( v) Y0 ^+ ~* s3 D1 h6 v, r> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
6 t: |( z9 c, i' o5 U1 I$ e. }> I DON'T THINK SO
) `' @# @/ j) D& F> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
6 h7 n  O; [$ l4 [: w& `> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
>
> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
5 o9 d3 h4 y/ ^* }> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
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, [: L$ Q8 M# K" q> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
# `- K% x$ z- M6 _# m4 n> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
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>
4 ]* N, Y7 B" Y( g# C- g" L> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
>
> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
> 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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$ s( c# M/ i: ?> 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
3 K7 v! @& H8 m: I( ^( Z) E" u> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
>
> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
>
> HE SAID,
8 p) f3 N# e7 N, d0 Z) r9 ^> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
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1 j2 ^1 h$ _! d% W> SHE REPLIED,
> HELLOOOOO..
> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
> ON MY FOREHEAD?
9 C5 c, N3 N% D$ |3 h0 y$ F* |> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

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