WIFE CAME LATE

One late evening, a wife softly unlocks the door to her bedroom upon returning home. She can see four legs peeking out from under the cover.

One late evening, a wife softly unlocks the door to her bedroom upon returning home. She notices that her spouse has two legs, yet there are four visible from under the blanket. She grabs a baseball bat and begins to strike the blanket as forcefully as she can.

She heads to the kitchen for a drink after finishing. Her spouse is there, reading a magazine, as she walks in.

“Hey sweetheart, I let your parents stay in our bedroom since they came to visit us,” he says. Have you said hi?

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