Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
> FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
>
) f+ ~- G& e. e$ y" b! B> HONEY,
5 I8 S0 a) q  z  s+ k> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
! z# B1 d# z. E& w+ C& l* v> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
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> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
' S% `$ o! o9 r> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> GE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
- @8 y! s$ f8 c) [0 \> I DON'T THINK SO.
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6 ?' M; x/ q( L& Y3 ^> FINE,
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. P0 r5 v( Y( {  d> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
>
, T" F8 _$ x" j! a+ a. K> TO WHICH HE REPLIED,
5 E5 y& _8 [5 A( d7 @$ ^> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
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5 G" J1 b+ i' u! ]/ ^( |) x> I DON'T THINK SO
>
  ~9 C  M  u: q4 i> FINE, SHE SAYS
* T9 i" X/ J1 R0 F> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
) a" S: M3 J- [7 F6 l> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
. L. c) F: o2 r# o/ {  y& s. k> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
>
9 Q) K- _& @9 `  g2 r) O/ }> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
0 l: H3 v  \. Y6 B: S> WANT TO FIX STEPS
> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
' f" e! q8 o" c3 w# x# i( _> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
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> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
$ g# H! _6 O2 ^8 r> COUPLE OF HOURS...............................
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5 }; ^0 U/ ]  u3 w! N> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
) z+ q3 Q9 u8 x6 l8 C> HE TREATED HIS WIFE, AND DECIDES
> TO GO HOME
>
> AS HE WALKS INTO THE HOUSE HE NOTICES
> THAT THE STEPS ARE ALREADY FIXED.
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! j6 k. D( ~( O* T> AS HE ENTERS THE HOUSE , HE SEES THE
> HALL LIGHT IS WORKING
>
" _  d$ Y+ ]. ^2 ~- F2 S> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
9 Q5 a$ w) O. F; \+ s> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
>
; U- z6 J4 I4 _> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
+ m: Y) p9 z8 {* c) m> OUTSIDE AND CRIED.
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> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
7 D& t- K, H* A> WHAT WAS WRONG, AND I TOLD HIM.
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: k% ~6 r! X6 n1 i: E> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
( n2 X+ Y9 k  x% A> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
2 A1 ^8 G( E( L; Y8 U. m3 Y7 W> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
>
3 z, B- {, [  w( [; X9 t# \8 I- Z> HE SAID,
5 z5 j8 J+ b3 B4 X( n8 n6 {> 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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> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

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