A husband returns to the cabin after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap. Since it is a beautiful day, his wife takes the boat out on the lake. She motors out a short distance, anchors, and reads her book. Along comes a Game Warden in his boat. He pulls up alongside the woman. “Good morning, Ma’am, what are you doing?” “Reading a book,” she replies. “You’re in a Restricted Fishing Area,” he informs her. “Officer, I’m not fishing, I’m reading.” “Yes, but I’ll have to write you up a ticket. ” “For reading a book?” “You’re in a Restricted Fishing Area,” he informs her again. “Officer, I’m not fishing, I’m reading.” “Yes but you have all the equipment. For all I know, you could start at any moment. I’m going to write you up a ticket and you’ll have to pay a fine.” “If you do that, I’ll have to charge you with sexual assault,” she says. “But I haven’t touched you.” “That’s true, but you have all the equipment. For all I know, you could start at any moment.” “Have a nice day ma’am,” says the Game Warden and immediately departs. MORAL: Never argue with a woman who reads. It’s likely she can also think. Sure, God created man before woman. But then you always make a rough draft before the final masterpiece … Got this from ol’ friend Gail Chiarello’s FB page. (Facebook is a place I hate to go but sometimes can’t avoid. Charley Plymell calls it Facebutt—perfect monniker.)