10/24/2025 from Daily Jokes
#21353
For years, four buddies have hit the same remote fishing spot like clockwork rain, shine, or questionable life choices. But this year, John’s wife dropped the ultimate anchor: “You’re not going.”
His fishing crew were gutted. What could they do? Stage an intervention? Kidnap him in his sleep? (Tempting, but legally dicey.)
So imagine their shock when they rolled into camp two days later… and there’s John tent up, fire crackling, trout sizzling, and a frosty beer in hand like he owns the place.
“John?! How the heck are you here?!” they sputtered. “Did you bribe her? Fake your own death?!”
John took a slow sip, grinned, and said:
“Well, I’ve been here since last night. See, yesterday evening I’m chilling in my recliner when suddenly bam! warm hands cover my eyes. ‘Guess who?’ she whispers.
I peel ‘em off, and there she is: hair tousled, wearing that nightie the one that says ‘proceed with caution’—and smelling like a Victoria’s Secret exploded in a candle store.
She drags me to the bedroom, which she’d turned into a rom-com meets spy thriller: rose petals, mood lighting, candles everywhere… and on the bed? Handcuffs. Rope. The whole Fifty Shades starter pack.
She says, ‘Tie me up. Do whatever you want.’
So, fellas…”
he raises his beer
“I wanted to go fishing.”
