Two young lovers decided to escape the hustle of the city and booked a cozy cabin in the snow-covered mountains for a romantic winter retreat. They packed warm clothes, hot cocoa, and dreams of cuddling by a roaring fireplace.
As they arrived at the cabin, the chilly mountain air greeted them. Determined to impress his girl and keep them warm, the guy grabbed an axe and headed outside to chop firewood. After a while, he came back inside, shivering and holding his red, stiff hands.
“Honey, my hands are freezing!” he said, blowing on them for some relief.
With a sweet smile and a mischievous glint in her eyes, the girl patted her lap and said, “Well, come here and I’ll warm them between my legs.”
Delighted by her generous offer, he did exactly that.
A few hours passed, and he went out again to gather more wood. Once again, he returned with icy fingers. She gave him the same solution, and he happily accepted.
After dinner, he figured one last trip for firewood would keep them toasty through the night. But this time, the cold had truly gotten to him — his hands were nearly numb as he burst back into the cabin.
“Honey, my hands are really freezing now!” he groaned.
Without missing a beat, she looked him dead in the eye and said:
“For crying out loud, don’t your ears ever get cold?”
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