johnnycakes
Footballguy
My wife hates air conditioning... we usually put it on when we go to bed so I can go to sleep, then she usually gets too cold during the night, gets up, and shuts it off. Fine. No problem, but today when I got up, it was 94% humidity according to the weather. I'm just dripping sweat sitting at my desk. She fixes breakfast and brings it to me (Denver omelette)... I'm just dripping wet it's so humid... we start talking and I'm just dripping so much I can't stand it... I grab a magazine and start to fan myself.. she quickly takes it and starts flailing away to fan me. It's working pretty good.
Then she says, "you need to get a fan."
"I already have one", I say.
"Where?" she asks, looking around.
"over there" I reply motioning in her direction.
She looks around some more... finally light dawns on marble head...
"oh... I get it" she says..

Then she says, "you need to get a fan."
"I already have one", I say.
"Where?" she asks, looking around.
"over there" I reply motioning in her direction.
She looks around some more... finally light dawns on marble head...
"oh... I get it" she says..
