The boys were building decks all day Saturday when my friend turned to his pals to say

Shoot, I have to remember to pick up our 25th wedding anniversary gift.

The guys, all expecting to hear about diamonds and trips, fell over when he told them, with an unparalleled air of confidence and excitement

I am getting her an oversized beer cooler.

They looked at each other totally dumbfounded and said

Ok. Just let us know where we might find the body bag, you know, when she dumps you permanently, in a river or something.

Later that weekend she came home to their cottage and walked in and saw it.

The best part of this story?

She ran over to him and said its perfect.

Because for her it really is.

Sometimes a guy really knows his girl.

(but often the odds lean more towards the body bag)