A lady gets home early from shopping and hears strange noises coming from the bedroom.
A woman comes home early from shopping and hears strange noises coming from the bedroom.
She rushes upstairs and finds her husband naked on the bed, sweating and gasping.
“What’s going on?” she asks.
“I’m having a heart attack!” he cries.
She runs downstairs to call for help, but just as she starts dialing, her four-year-old son tugs her sleeve.
“Mommy! Mommy! Aunty Susan is hiding in your closet, and she doesn’t have any clothes on!”
The woman slams the phone down, storms back upstairs, runs past her husband, and yanks open the closet door.
Sure enough, her sister is there—completely naked, curled up on the floor.
“You rotten woman!” she screams.
“My husband is having a heart attack, and you’re running around naked, scaring the kid to death!”
Then she shouts:
“Don’t you realize if he dies, I’ll have to tell everyone what you were doing when it happened?”
