Post by growler on May 30, 2006 8:46:07 GMT
Every Saturday for 30 happy years, a man gets up early in the morning and goes fishing. It's his little ritual: he wakes up, prepares some lunch, hooks his boat to the truck and heads out for a day's ocean-plucking. One Saturday he wakes as usual, dresses quietly, makes his lunch, puts on his long johns grabs the dog and hooks the boat up. He opens the garage door .... and disaster!
Theres a torrential downpour outside! worse, the wind is blowing like a hurricane! it's a tough decision, but wisely yhe old boy skips fishing for the first time in 30 years-it's just to risky. Miserable, he creeps back upstairs, undresses and climbs into bed: "The weather out there is absolutely atrocious," he whispers to the wife. "Can you believe it?" she replies, "my husband is out there fishing in that . ;D ;D ;D
Theres a torrential downpour outside! worse, the wind is blowing like a hurricane! it's a tough decision, but wisely yhe old boy skips fishing for the first time in 30 years-it's just to risky. Miserable, he creeps back upstairs, undresses and climbs into bed: "The weather out there is absolutely atrocious," he whispers to the wife. "Can you believe it?" she replies, "my husband is out there fishing in that . ;D ;D ;D