To: Kathleen
Happy Valentines Day sweety..
501 posted on
02/14/2003 1:12:13 PM PST by
grannie9
(I"m not talking about my bra.. my secret..)
To: All
Bad Day for Golf
Every Saturday morning he has an early tee time. He gets up early and eager,
golfs all day long, sometimes 36 holes.
Well, one Saturday morning he gets up early, dresses quietly, gets his clubs
out of the closet and goes to his car to drive to the course.
Coming out of his garage rain is pouring down; it is a torrential downpour.
There is snow mixed in with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50 mph. He
returns to the garage. He comes back into the house and turns the TV to the
weather channel. He finds it's going to be bad weather all day long, so he
puts his clubs back into the closet, quietly undresses and slips back into
bed.
There he cuddles up to his wife's back, now with a different anticipation,
and whispers, "The weather out there is terrible."
To which she sleepily replies, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out
golfing in that shit?"
.
502 posted on
02/14/2003 3:05:58 PM PST by
grannie9
(I"m not talking about my bra.. my secret..)
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