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[txt] fishing
Saturday morning I got up early, put on my long johns, dressed
quietly, made my lunch, grabbed the dog, slipped quietly into
the garage to hook the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to
back out into a torrential downpour.
There was snow mixed with the rain, and the
wind was blowing 50 mph.
I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered
that the weather would be bad throughout the day.
I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into
bed. There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different
anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."
She sleepily replied, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out
fishing in that crap ?.."
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lmfao that bastard got owned
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DAMN that is massive owned....sad
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omg....lol
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