>One Saturday morning a deer hunter gets up early, dresses quietly, gets
>his lunch made, puts on his long johns, grabs the gun and goes to the
>garage to warm up his truck and head down to his favorite hunting area.
>He backs his truck out of the garage and discovers the rain is really
>pouring down. It is like a torrential downpour. There is also some snow
>mixed in with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50 MPH.
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>He comes back into the house and turns the TV to the weather channel. He
>finds it's going to be bad weather all day long, so minutes later he
>puts his truck in the garage, quietly undresses and slips back into bed.
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>There he cuddles up to his wife's back, now with a different
>anticipation, and whispers, "The weather out there is really terrible."
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>To which she sleepily replies, "Can you believe my stupid-ass husband is
>out hunting in that shit?"
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