Upon arriving home from the golf course, Blake found a note from his wife on the fridge: “It’s not working! I can’t take it anymore! Gone to stay with my mother.”
When Blake opened the fridge, the light came on, the beer was cold, and there was ice. “What the hell is she talking about?” he muttered.
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