I used to like getting my wife mad at me, she would get her Isish temper up and wouldn't talk to me for weeks, I'd come home from work eat dinner, go out and have a few beer's, go fishing, take the hounds out in the woods for a run, go to the club and shoot some trap, I was havng a grand ol time, finally she would start talking to me again, I would wait a few weeks and do it all over again, finally it dawned on her that I was enjoying this, now when I say something that will P her off, she just looks at me and smiles, well last month we had our 50th, something must be working.


