A man was on his death bed, while his wife was stroking his hair.”My dear wife,” the man gasped, “I have a confesion to make,”
“Sshh, my love, tell me when were in heaven together,”
“I can’t, I must tell you now….I slept with your sister, your other sister, your mother, your uni teacher, you cousin, your best friend, your sister in law, your brother, your anti, and some of your other reletives and friends I can’t actualy name, but, god do I remember them,”
“Sshh, my love, I know, that’s why I poisoned you.”
0 stars by 1 users