Uhhh... rated PG:
Saturday morning I got up early, put on my long johns, dressed quietly, made my lunch, slipped quietly into the garage, got in my truck, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.
There was snow mixed with the rain, and the wind was blowing 50 mph. I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be worse than previously forecasted throughout the day.
So I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."
She sleepily replied, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out hiking in that ****?"
Doh!
Orrrrr.... this one:
Three hikers are just finished half of a grueling dayhike up Half Dome- Cooter, Ronnie and Donnie. As they start their descent, Cooter slips, falls off the rock's face, and is killed instantly.
After they return to the bottom, and as the ambulance takes the body away, Ronnie says, 'Well, shucks, someone should go and tell his wife. Donnie says, 'OK, I'm pretty good at that sensitive stuff. I'll do it.'
Later that night, he comes back to camp carrying a case of beer.
Ronnie says, "Where did you get that beer, Donnie?''
"Cooter's wife gave it to me!" Ronnie replies.
"That's unbelievable, you told the lady her husband was dead and she gave you beer?"
"Well, not exactly", Donnie says...
"When she answered the door, I said to her- 'you must be Cooter's widow.' Then she said- 'You must be mistaken. I'm not a widow?'"
Then I said, "I'll bet you a case of Budweiser you are!"