"What's wrong?" she asks.
"I think I'm having a heart attack," cries the husband.
Darlene rushes downstairs to grab the phone, but just as she's dialing, her four-year-old son comes up and says, "Mommy! Mommy! Auntie Shirley is hiding in your wardrobe and she's got no clothes on!"
Slamming the phone down, Darlene storms back upstairs into the bedroom, right past her husband. She rips open the wardrobe door and sure enough, there is her sister, totally naked, cowering on the floor.
"You rotten miserable B!tch!" screams a livid Darlene. "My husband's having a heart attack, and you're running around naked playing hide and seek with the kids!"
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