MW
04-23-2007, 06:43 AM
Grabbed my clubs
Today, 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 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, who layed there half awake, now
with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there
is terrible."
She sleepily replied, "I know, can you believe my stupid husband is
out golfing in that shit."
Today, 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 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, who layed there half awake, now
with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there
is terrible."
She sleepily replied, "I know, can you believe my stupid husband is
out golfing in that shit."