Jake was on his deathbed , with his wife , Becky , maintaining a steady vigil by his side. As she held his fragile hand , her warm tears ran silently down her face , splashed onto his face and roused him from his slumber. He looked up and his pale lips began to move slightly , " My darling Becky ," he whispered. "Hush , my love , " she said., " Go back to sleep , Shhh , don't talk." But he was insistent. " Becky," he said in his tired voice , " I have to talk, I have something I must confess to you. " " There's nothing to confess , " replied the weeping Becky , It's all right, Everything's all right , Go to sleep now. " " No , no . I must die in peace , Becky. I slept with your sister , your best friend and our next door neighbor. " Becky mustered a pained smile and stroked his hand. " Hush now , Jake. Don't torment yourself . I know all about it, " she said. " Why do you think I poisoned you?" HAHA! Wasn't that hilarious!? |