Fishing! down2basics: :D :D :D :D :D
On Saturday morning I got up early. I put on my long johns, dressed quietly got my lunch made, grabbed the dog and went to the garage to hook up the boat to the truck and down the driveway I went.
Coming out of the garage rain is pouring down; it is like a torrential downpour.
There is snow mixed in with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50 mph.
Minutes later, I returned to the garage. I came back into the house and
turned the TV to the weather channel. I find it's going to be bad weather
all day long, so I put the boat back in the garage, 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."
To which she sleepily replies, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out
fishing in that sh*t?"
