[The Great Fumar]

This morning, one of my regular golfing days, I got up early, put on my long
johns, dressed quietly, made coffee, grabbed my clubs, slipped quietly into
the garage, loaded my clubs into the car and proceeded to back it out into a
torrential downpour.
There was hail mixed with the rain and the wind was blowing 50 mph. I
pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio for a few minutes
and discovered that the weather would be bad throughout the day. I
went back into the house, quietly undressed and slipped back into
bed. There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different
anticipation and whispered huskily, 'The weather out there is terrible.'

She sleepily replied, 'I know. Can you believe my husband is out golfing in
this ****?'

[Muncle]

Love it! :bigthumbsup: :bigthumbsup:

[Barefoot]

Good one Fumar.

[renielarson]

That was funny, Fumar! ;D ;D ;D

[Donna]

1rnfl ...............

Good one, Fumar...

[Cajungirl]

I like your wife's quick wit!! Oh,.....this is a true story, right?

Amusing. ;D :bigthumbsup: