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The Day the Fat Lady Sang

My wife and I had an argument. She wanted to spend a hundred bucks each on opera tickets, and I wanted to play World of Warcraft.

The argument lasted for days, and neither of us would budge.

In the end, we compromised. I went along, but I brought my netbook.


This story was based on the titled as submitted by @Wo0t via Twitter.

Going For Walks

“Will you love me forever?” she whined.

“Yeeeah,” he said, rubbing her head. “‘I’ll only be gone for an hour or two. I’ll be back.”

“Promise?” she whimpered.

“I promise.”

He did come back, and he brought a new collar and leash with him.

His wife liked going for “walks”.

Best Laid Plans

He poured concrete. He laid bricks. He hammered nails into wood.

He stapled tar paper. He put up siding. He packed insulation into the walls.

He spread out shingles. He rented a truck. He carried boxes. He painted. He assembled furniture.

Then his wife walked out.

He sold the house.