That's when my cousin Johnny would slip out and throw the light pole switch, come back in and act surprised when informed the power was out. He would go check things out, come in and say he had called the electric company and that they would be there the next afternoon.
His wife and MIL would head back to town and leave us to sufferat the camp house at the lake where we would fish that evening and stay up frying fish and French fries and hush puppies and beer drinking with a another cousin, his dad Erlene, uncle Party and his brother in law that night.
Get up the next morning, fix coffee, eat cold fried fish, go fishing, clean fish, have sandwiches for lunch, clean up camphouse and then return to town to rest and relax and have dinner at home Sunday evening.
Cold fried fish or cold southern fried chicken is delish after trying it when hungry a few times.
LOL, good one Jag, another along those lines is to pack up for a day at the shooting range in front of Wife, headphones, bino, range finder, spotter, targets. staple gun the works, but leave with an EMPTY gun case, come home and load your brand new weapon you just bought in the safe right in front of your Wives, they wont notice!
That all sounds real good till she went and got my Mama. 
