Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
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7 m- T( M: P' E' ?- `- `8 F> HONEY,
> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
5 t( S' V; P) b( X4 J; ]> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
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1 W8 r' e7 S% H> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
7 D) t0 n/ U! }; V# o: Z( Q! J> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
- s" E- h' T* g6 r> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
7 C& p9 ^% [* V: \/ a5 W> I DON'T THINK SO.
>
) t$ Y1 W+ S3 O! j5 i, |> FINE,
>
3 _# L; p* x9 O> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
% h5 |8 I$ @3 Y> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
# A# I( S: m2 R8 o+ s5 K2 @> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
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( f+ a/ Q8 Q0 b. Z> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
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> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
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7 W( R  w. F( d, e6 L* V+ G> I DON'T THINK SO
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> FINE, SHE SAYS
> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
6 ^& q# C5 J2 N% S& ?> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
> 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
7 k( d1 z; r% f9 P> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
& b# `2 Z# _2 i4 r* p6 I7 N* X! f/ y> I DON'T THINK SO
7 F. K$ H/ y8 j* D- ]5 a> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
0 c8 h9 C, j1 a* {5 l> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
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> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
. N- I6 i) x: o4 {6 n2 z, X0 S> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
>
> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
6 s7 G2 x. G; P) O% k) I& D> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
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8 h' S& g, S  w& ?7 d> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
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+ C* ]( W1 t2 s8 ?! d> 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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> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
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0 |2 [7 d, V6 Q> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
3 @" ]. b4 S/ H> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
>
, O" U- _) `: u! ~- H2 w4 v4 X* W' K> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
) A2 s) d7 y) T: I6 k8 g, f2 l0 r> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
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> HE SAID,
> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
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> SHE REPLIED,
6 R! S4 g, }: h' r0 t, |, Q> HELLOOOOO..
0 q3 E/ ^* r# t. t; b' N% O> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
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& D& {: _; T, m> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

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