Just for Fun
Dear Dr. Phil ,
When I retired, I could hardly wait to spend time enjoying my favorite pastime -- bass fishing. I got my own little fishing boat and tried to get my wife to join me, but she just never liked fishing. Finally, one day at the Bait & Tackle Shop, I got to talking to Sam the shop owner who, as it turned out, loves bass fishing as much as I do. We quickly became fishing buddies. As I said, the wife doesn't care about fishing. She not only refuses to join us, she always complains that I spend too much time fishing. A few weeks ago, Sam and I had the best fishing trip ever. Not only did I catch the most beautiful bass you've ever seen, only a few minutes later, Sam must have caught his twin brother! So I took a picture of Sam holding up the two nice bass that we caught and showed the picture to the wife, hoping that maybe she'd get interested. Instead, she says she doesn't want me to go fishing at all anymore And she wants me to sell the boat! I think she just doesn't like to see me enjoying myself. Dr. Phil, What would you do? Tell the wife to forget it and continue my hobby or quit fishing and sell the boat as she insists?
Thanks,
P.S. Enclosed is a picture of Sam with the two bass we caught
Dear Fisherman,
Get rid of that narrow- minded wife.
The Church Gossip
Mildred, the church gossip, and self-appointed monitor of the church's
morals, kept sticking her nose in to other people's business.
Several members did not approve of her extra curricular activities,
but feared her enough to maintain their silence.
She made a mistake, however, when she accused George, a new member, of
being an alcoholic after she saw his old pickup parked in front of the
town's only bar one afternoon.
She emphatically told George (and several others) that everyone seeing
it there would know what he was doing.
George, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and just turned
and walked away.
He didn't explain, defend, or deny... he said nothing.
Later that evening, George quietly parked his pickup in front of
Mildred's house... walked home... and left it there all night.
Ya gotta love George.
11 comments:
I had forgotten how much I enjoyed fishing, thanks for the reminder.
His wife should be glad that they were actually fishing.
Your parking the car brings back some memories that I don't tell about.
I thought those scones were going fast, we had better be on guard. They are good!
Mrs. Jim says we still have enough for company for breakfast. My sister is coming for a day and a night tomorrow.
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Dear Margaret ~~ Couple of great jokes there. I liked the Fishing with Sam one best. Thanks for your comments and glad you enjoyed my post. I hope your test turn out OK and no problems for you. Take care of
yourself, my friend, Love, Merle.
Nice ones- err- l'm referring to the jokes by the way-lol
Thanks for the kind words and glad to be visiting with you again.
Hope you've been keeping well.
hugs and bests
ps- that pic below of the hillbilly scares me :)
Great ones!!
I love how George very quietly got his revenge on Mildred. She deserved it.
I hope your week is going well, Margaret.
:-)
lol- now that fisherman wouldn't have to worry about the danger of his partner falling overboard and drowning. I bet she'd float just fine without the need of a life jacket! :)
Junie
Hi Margaret,
I enjoyed theese jokes, and I agree, ya gotta love George! LOL.
Thank you for visiting me. Have a wonderful day!
Best wishes,
Renie
Bom texto!
Post muito interessante!
Gostei muito do teu blog!
Parabéns continue assim!
Tenha um ótimo final de semana!
Gidday Margaret,
Gee, I didn't notice there were two bass in that photo until I read it at the end of the story....hahahaha!!!
Hi Margaret, great jokes the fisherman . And you gotta love George.... HEHEHEHE
Those are some really nice bass.
George had the right idea. Actions do speak louder than words.
LOL
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