One Saturday morning he gets up early, dresses quietly, gets
his lunch made, puts on his long johns, grabs his dog and goes
to the garage to hook up his boat to the truck and down to the
driveway he goes
Coming out of his garage the rain is pouring down: it is like a
torrential downpour. There is snow and sleet mixed in with the
rain. The wind is blowing at over 50mph.
Minutes later he returns to the garage. He comes back into the
house. Turns the TV to the weather channel and he finds it is
going to be very bad weather all day long, so he puts his boat
back in the garage, quietly undresses and slips back into bed.
There he cuddles up to his wife's back, now with a different
anticipation and whispers, "The weather out there is terrible".
To which she sleepily replies, "Yeah, can you believe my stupid
husband is out fishing in it?"