Bed or Cake

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A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING A
> FOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,
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> HONEY,
: C. }& i; B: \1 k- B0 ~> COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?
; o" t: p! M: C0 j> IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.
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> HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,
> FIX THE LIGHTS NOW?
> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
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> I DON'T THINK SO.
>
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> THEN THE WIFE ASKS,
" \& \/ W* J( x5 a> WELL THEN, COULD YOU FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
( |& Y8 M+ I0 [9 s! b> IT WON'T CLOSE RIGHT
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> FIX THE FRIDGE DOOR?
; y, [6 o( K- [+ U  I! i> DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE WESTINGHOUSE
> WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO
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> FINE, SHE SAYS
> THEN YOU COULD AT LEAST FIX THE STEPS
% y2 a$ H# |) k> TO THE FRONT DOOR?
> THEY ARE ABOUT TO BREAK
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> I'M NOT A CARPENTER AND I DON'T
> WANT TO FIX STEPS
> HE SAYS, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE
> ACE HARDWARE WRITTEN ON MY FOREHEAD?
( y+ k; j3 x* m> I DON'T THINK SO
/ u- @* N& w# i6 K6 u: M> I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU.
  ~* |0 a7 u% q" J5 h0 x! Q5 v> I'M GOING TO THE BAR!!!!
>
) N  j  ]- ~, s9 r+ @( R> SO HE GOES TO THE BAR AND DRINKS FOR A
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>
> HE STARTS TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOW
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>
> 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
>
> AS HE GOES TO GET A BEER, HE NOTICES
> THE FRIDGE DOOR IS FIXED.
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3 s5 |( f8 N# w/ n> HONEY, HE ASKS, HOW'D ALL THIS GET FIXED?
5 s' d$ p" O" N> SHE SAID, WELL, WHEN YOU LEFT I SAT
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> JUST THEN A NICE YOUNG MAN ASKED ME
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  X/ t9 B. C" J: h> HE OFFERED TO DO ALL THE REPAIRS, AND
: ~% P  P! M3 Q! R# M4 E> ALL I HAD TO DO WAS EITHER
> GO TO BED WITH HIM OR BAKE A CAKE.
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( ]" }  i4 W2 U) f2 a6 h> HE SAID,
> SO WHAT KIND OF CAKE DID YOU BAKE?
>
  I% m9 n! B- H, b> SHE REPLIED,
) @( G  I4 h* K$ w* ?2 b> HELLOOOOO..
( V/ I1 c" }( @+ {4 d5 J> DO YOU SEE BETTY CROCKER WRITTEN
> ON MY FOREHEAD?
> I DON'T THINK SO!

失落的我

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