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Jake was dying and he wanted to confess...

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by lethal tupperwa, Mar 11, 2003.

  1. lethal tupperwa

    lethal tupperwa

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    Jake was dying. His wife, Becky, was maintaining a candle-light vigil by his
    side. She held his fragile hand, tears running down her face. Her praying
    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.
    "Rest, don't talk." He was insistent. "Becky, I, I have something I must
    confess to you." "There's nothing to confess," replied the weeping Becky.
    "Everything's all right, go to sleep." "No, no. I must die in peace, Becky,
    I slept with your sister, your best friend, her best friend and our next
    door neighbor! "I know, Becky whispered softly, "That's why I poisoned
    you."
     
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    ;P Thats to funny.
     

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