I’m talking to a coworker at lunch about going fishing. He asking me, “Do you like going fishing?” I says “if by fishing you mean, me asking for a tall beer at Red Lobster, then I love fishing!” He didn’t find that very funny, needless to say the conversation changed from fishing to sports…
Yet in that instance I remembered a joke a friend told me about a year ago about fishing!! It popped into my head so here it goes…
Four guys have been going to the same fishing trip for many years. Two days before the group is to leave, Ron’s wife puts her foot down and tells him he isn’t going. Ron’s mates are very upset that he can’t go, but what can they do.
Two days later the three get to the camping site only to find Ron sitting there with a tent set up, firewood gathered, and dinner cooking on the fire.
“Shit, Ron, how long you been here, and how did you talk your missus into letting you go?”
“Well, I’ve been here since yesterday evening. I was sitting in my chair and my wife came up behind me and put her hands over my eyes and said, “Guess who?” I pulled her hands off, and she was wearing a brand new see through nightie. She took my hand and pulled me to our bedroom. The room had candles and rose petals all over. On the bed she had handcuffs, and ropes! She told me to tie and cuff her to the bed, and I did. And then she said, “Do whatever you want.”
So, Here I am. You guys want a beer?”
Priceless! As always workout drink be merry.