UNTIMELY CONFESSIONS
A woman prepared some vegetable soup for
herself and her husband. When they were
about to eat, the following conversation
began.
HUSBAND: Where did you get the vegetables
from?
WIFE: I got it from Mr. Sand's garden.
HUSBAND: What?! From that wizard?! How I'm
I to know that the wizard didn't poison the
vegetables?
WIFE: I have an idea.
She gave some to her dog. After some time,
the dog went to play.
WIFE: See? The food isn't poisoned.
HUSBAND: OK. Let's eat then.
After eating, their maid came crying.
WIFE: What happened?
MAID: Bingo is dead!
HUSBAND: What? The food is poisoned!
HUSBAND: (Feeling sober and guilt filled upon
realising he's going to die in a couple of
minutes) I need to make a confession!
WIFE: What?
HUSBAND: When you aren't at home, I and
your maid use to have s e x in my room.
WIFE: (Feeling angry but immediately realising
this is futile) I forgive you.
WIFE: I too have a confession to make.
Promise to forgive as I have.
HUSBAND: OK WIFE: The children aren't
yours. They are the Gateman's. Immediately
after, the Gateman came in.
GATEMAN: Oga. The man who hit the dog
with his car is outside. He says he wants to
apologise for killing the dog
