Four married guys go fishing…

“You have no idea what I had to do to be able to come out fishing this weekend. I had to promise my wife that I will paint every room in the house next weekend.” , Second guy:

“That’s nothing, I had to promise my wife that I will build her a new deck for the pool.” Third guy:“Man, you both have it easy! I had to promise my wife that I will remodel the kitchen for her.”They continue to fish when they realised that the fourth guy has not said a word.

So they asked him. “You haven’t said anything about what you had to do to be able to come fishing this weekend. What’s the deal? Fourth guy:

“I just set my alarm for 5:30 am. When it went off, I shut off my alarm, gave the wife a nudge and said, “Fishing or Sex” and she said, “Wear sun-block.”

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