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by macliam » Fri Jun 07 2019 9:04pm
Mrs. Jones was in bed with her lover when she heard the front door opening.
"Quick," she said to him, "It's my husband! Go and stand in the corner."
Then she rubbed baby oil all over him and dusted him down with talcum powder.
"Don't move until I tell you," she said. ".....Pretend you're a statue!"
"What's this?" the husband inquired as he entered the room.
"Oh, it's a statue." she replied. "Mrs. Smith had one and I liked it, so I got one for us."
"Oh, OK" said Mr. Jones and no more was said.
They went to bed, but Mr. Jones woke up at 2 AM and went down to the kitchen, returning with a beer and a sandwich.
"Here," he said to the 'statue', "have this. I stood like that for two days at the Smiths and nobody offered me a bloody thing!!!"
Just because I'm paranoid, it doesn't mean they're not out to get me