Sunday, September 16, 2007

Heart Attacks

Late, one morning, a married fellow comes home early from work and hears strange noises coming from the bedroom. He rushes upstairs to find his wife naked on the bed, sweating and panting.
"What's up?" he asks.
"I'm having a heart attack," she cries .
He rushes downstairs to grab the phone, but just as he's dialing, his 4-year-old son comes up and says, "Daddy! Daddy! Uncle Ted's hiding in your closet and he's got no clothes on!"
The guy slams the phone down and storms upstairs into the bedroom, past his screaming wife, and rips open the wardrobe door. Sure enough, there is his brother, totally naked, cowering on the closet floor.
"You bastard!!!" says the husband.
"My wife's having a heart attack, and all you do, is run around the house naked, scaring the kids!"

3 comments:

morbid misanthrope said...

Some people just don't know what to do with themselves under pressure.

NewYorkMoments said...

What was Uncle Ted doing with the kid?

badgerbob said...

Nym, you never fail to amaze me.

Morb, that's why you should shoot everbody, and piece things together later.