Early Saturday morning Bill got up and quietly dressed in his all-weather golfing gear. After backing his car out of the garage, he discovered that it was raining cats and dogs by the zillions.
There was also snow mixed in with the rain, and the wind was blowing 60 mph—way too bad to play golf.
Disappointed, he pulled the car back in and headed upstairs to undress and slip back in bed with his wife.
After snuggling up to his wife’s bare back, he whispered to her, “It’s the worst weather I’ve ever seen out there. Cold and rainy with snow mixed in.”
As she scooted her backside toward him, she sleepily replied, “Hmm, can you believe that idiot husband of mine is out there playing golf?”