Gone Fishing
Every Saturday morning Bob would get up early, and go fishing returning late that day. He did this every Saturday regardless of weather, birthdays, holidays etc, despite his wifes pleas he spend the odd Saturday at home
One Saturday though he gets up and is ready to leave and its a torrential downpour going on, gale force winds, freezing cold - and the forecast is saying its going to continue all day...so for the first time in years he decides hes going to miss his weekly fishing trip, and so goes back upstairs to bed.
Cosing up to his wife's back, now with a different anticipation, he whispers, "The weather out there is terrible."
She sleepily replies,
"Can you believe my stupid husband is out there fishing in it."