"Excuse me, sir. We've received a missing report about your wife. Please stand aside, sir, we need to search your house."
"A-OK, officer. I've been wondering where the old gal is myself."
(After some strenuous searching)
"Your house looks clean, sir."
"Great! You guys look kind of thirsty...would you care for a fudgsicle before you go? Here, let me open up the...oops."
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What a chilling tale of murder!
(Rim-shot)
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