FISHING EXPEDITION

EVERY SATURDAY MORNING

A MAN GOES FISHING.

HE GETS UP EARLY AND EAGER,

MAKES HIS LUNCH,

TAKES THE DOG AND OFF HE GOES,

ALL DAY LONG.

ONE SATURDAY MORNING

HE GETS UP EARLY,

DRESSES QUIETLY,

MAKES HIS PICNIC,

GRABS THE DOG AND

CLIMBS INTO THE CAR.

COMING OUT OF HIS GARAGE

RAIN IS POURING DOWN LIKE A MONSOON.

THERE IS SNOW MIXED IN WITH THE RAIN

AND THE WIND IS BLOWING AT 40MPH.

HE RETURNS THE CAR TO THE GARAGE,

GOES INTO THE HOUSE AND

FLICKS ON THE WEATHER FORECAST.

HE FINDS IT'S GOING TO BE BAD

ALL DAY LONG,

SO HE RETURNS THE DOG TO ITS BASKET,

QUIETLY UNDRESSES AND

SLIPS BACK INTO BED.

THERE HE CUDDLES UP TO

HIS WIFE'S BACK AND WHISPERS:

"THE WEATHER OUT THERE IS TERRIBLE."

TO WHICH SHE SLEEPILY REPLIES:

"CAN YOU BELIEVE MY STUPID HUSBAND

IS OUT FISHING IN IT?"