Terry was attending the DLB monthly meeting and had just told them
he couldn't make the camping trip scheduled for the next day because his
wife wouldn't let him go.
After listening to the jeers and other derisive remarks from his fellow boating
friends Terry left to go back home to his wife.
When Terry's friends started arriving to set up camp the next day, who should
be there but Terry sitting up in front of his truck, tent up, beer in
hand, prime rib smoking away in the barrel.
"How did ya talk your wife into letting you go Terry?"
"I didn't have to" was Terry's reply. "When I left the meeting I went home
and slumped down in my chair with a beer to drown my sorrows. Then my wife
snuck up behind me and covered my eyes and said, 'Surprise'!"
When I peeled her hands back she was standing there in a beautiful see -
through negligee, was sipping on a large Martini and said, "Carry me into
the bedroom, tie me to the bed and you can do whatever you want."
So here I am!