WIFE: I DON'T GIVE A $%@&#^*! IF THERE IS BASKETBALL SIZED HAIL AND FLYING SHEET METAL THAT COULD CUT YOU IN HALF! YOU SAID YOU WOULD GET IT DONE BEFORE OUR COOKOUT TOMORROW AND YOU MADE ME WAIT AND SWEAT. NOW YOU'RE GOING TO WAIT AND SWEAT. I HAVE YOU SIGHTED IN, AND IF I SEE YOUR HANDS COME OFF THAT LAWNMOWER, I'M GONNA PUT A ROUND THROUGH YOUR CROTCH! YOU COULD HAVE HAD IT DONE THREE DAYS AGO, BUT YOUR SOFTBALL GAME AND YOUR DRINKING BUDDIES ARE MORE IMPORTANT!
Yup. He’s thinkin’ “Come on, sweet tornado of death!”
LOL
When will he ever learn?