When Two Women…

I suspected that my husband was cheating, so I came home early to catch him in the act. But instead, I found him all by himself in the den watching TV. 1st woman: So, what happened?2nd woman: I was so sure there was another woman, there somewhere that I started running all over the house looking.I ran up into the attic and searched, and down into the basement.Then I went through every closet and checked under all the beds.I kept this up until I had looked everywhere, and finally I became so exhausted that I just keeled over with a heart attack and died.1st woman: Too bad you didn’t look in the freezer… we’d both still be alive.

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