> CUR was attending his hunting club's monthly meeting and  had just told
> them  he couldn't make the hunting trip scheduled for  the next day
> because his wife wouldn't let him go.

>  After listening to the jeers and other derisive remarks from his fellow
>  hunting buddies CUR left to go back home to his wife.

> When CURS friends started arriving to set up camp the next day, who
> should  be there but CUR sitting in front of his tent, beer in hand,
> camp oven  roast stewing away on a hot bed of coals.

> "How did ya talk your wife into letting you go CUR?"
> "I didn't have to" was CURS reply.
> "When I left the meeting I went home and slumped down in  my chair with
> a  beer to drown my sorrows. Then my wife snuck up behind me  and
> covered my  eyes and said, 'Surprise'!"

> When I peeled her hands back she was standing there in a  beautiful
> see-through negligee and she said, "Carry me into the  bedroom, tie me
> to the  bed and you can do whatever you want."

>  So here I am!