The fourth man, a mischievous glint in his eye, leaned back and shared his secret. “Well,” he began, a sly grin spreading across his face, “I simply set my alarm for 5:30.” He paused for dramatic effect. “When the alarm went off,” he continued, “I turned off the clock, gave my wife a gentle nudge, and asked, ‘Fishing or…s**?’” He left the rest of the sentence unspoken, allowing the implication to hang in the air. “And do you know what she said?” he asked, his grin widening. “She said, ‘Put on a sweater.’”Continue reading…
