>
> Saturday morning... Bob's just about to set off on a round of golf
when
> he
> realises that he forgot to tell his wife that the guy who fixes the
> washing
> machine is coming around at noon. So Bob heads back to the clubhouse
and
> phones home.
>
> "Hello?" says a little girl's voice.
>
> "Hi, honey, it's Daddy," says Bob. "Is Mummy near the phone?"
>
> "No, Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with uncle Frank."
>
> After a brief pause, Bob says, "but you haven't got an Uncle Frank,
> honey!"
>
> "Yes I do, and he's upstairs in the bedroom with Mummy!"
>
> "Okay, then, here's what I want you do do. Put down the phone, run
> upstairs
> and knock on the bedroom door and shout in to Mummy and uncle Frank
that
> daddy's car has just pulled up outside the house."
>
> "Okay, Daddy!" A few minutes later, the little girl comes back to
the
> phone.
>
> "Well, I did what you said, Daddy."
>
> "And what happened?"
>
> "Well, Mummy jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran around
> screaming,
> then she tripped over the rug and fell out the front window and now
she's
> all dead."
>
> "Oh my god... And what about uncle Frank?"
>
> "He jumped out of bed with no clothes on too and he was all scared
and
he
> jumped out the back window into the swimming pool, but he must have
> forgotten that last week you took out all the water to clean it,
so he
> hit
> the bottom of the swimming pool and now he's all dead too."
>
> There is a long pause, then Bob says, "Swimming pool? Is this
854-7039?"