Mike was attending his truck club's 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 4x4 friends, Mike left to go back home to his wife.
When Mike's friends started arriving to set up camp the next day, who should be there but Mike sitting up in front of his truck, tent up, fishing rod in hand, camp oven roast stewing away in a hot bed of coals.
"How'd you talk your wife into letting you go, Mike?"
"I didn't have to," was Mike'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, covered my eyes, and said, 'Surprise!'
"When I peeled her hands back she was standing there in a beautiful see-through negligee and she said, 'Carry me into the bedroom, tie me to the bed, and you can do whatever you want.'
"So here I am!"
After listening to the jeers and other derisive remarks from his fellow 4x4 friends, Mike left to go back home to his wife.
When Mike's friends started arriving to set up camp the next day, who should be there but Mike sitting up in front of his truck, tent up, fishing rod in hand, camp oven roast stewing away in a hot bed of coals.
"How'd you talk your wife into letting you go, Mike?"
"I didn't have to," was Mike'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, covered my eyes, and said, 'Surprise!'
"When I peeled her hands back she was standing there in a beautiful see-through negligee and she said, 'Carry me into the bedroom, tie me to the bed, and you can do whatever you want.'
"So here I am!"
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