Hunting Season
Posted: February 22, 2007 1:54 pm
Hunting Season
Saturday morning I got up early, put on my long johns, dressed
quietly, made my lunch, grabbed my shotgun and the dog, slipped
quietly into the garage to load the truck, and proceeded to back out
into a torrential downpour. There was snow mixed with the rain, and
the wind was blowing 50 mph. I pulled back into the garage, turned on
the radio, 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, "The weather out there is
terrible."
(your gonna love this)
She sleepily replied, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out
hunting in that s***?"
Saturday morning I got up early, put on my long johns, dressed
quietly, made my lunch, grabbed my shotgun and the dog, slipped
quietly into the garage to load the truck, and proceeded to back out
into a torrential downpour. There was snow mixed with the rain, and
the wind was blowing 50 mph. I pulled back into the garage, turned on
the radio, 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, "The weather out there is
terrible."
(your gonna love this)
She sleepily replied, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out
hunting in that s***?"
