One Saturday morning a fisherman gets up early, dresses quietly, gets his
lunch made, puts on his long johns, grabs his tackle and goes to the garage to
warm up his truck and head down to his favourite fishing hole. He backs his
truck out of the garage and discovers the rain is really pouring down.
It is a torrential downpour. There is also some snow mixed in with the
rain, and the wind is blowing 50 MPH. 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 minutes later he puts his truck back in the garage,
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 really terrible." To which she
sleepily replies, "Can you believe my stupid-ass husband is out fishing in
that shit?"
