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SF Humor
Dave was attending his SF Association Chapter'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 SF hunting buddies, Dave left to go back home to his wife.
When Dave's friends started arriving to set up camp the next day, who should be there but Dave sitting in front of his tent, beer in hand, Dutch Oven roast stewing away in a hot bed of coals.
"How did you talk your wife into letting you go, Dave?"
"I didn't have to," was Dave's 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!"
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“Sometimes the Bible in the hand of one man is worse than a whisky bottle in the hand of (another)… There are just some kind of men who – who’re so busy worrying about the next world they’ve never learned to live in this one, and you can look down the street and see the results.” - To Kill A Mockingbird (Atticus Finch)
“Almost any sect, cult, or religion will legislate its creed into law if it acquires the political power to do so.” - Robert Heinlein
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