A woman is cheating on her husband with another man one evening when they hear a noise downstairs.
Dear lord, is your husband home? the man asks. What am I going to do?
Relax, the woman says. Just stay in bed with me. Hes probably drunk and he wont even notice you.
The husband eventually drags himself upstairs and into bed. When he pulls the covers up, he notices six feet at the bottom of the bed.
Sweetheart! he yells. Whats going on here? Why are there six feet at the bottom of the bed?
Dont be silly, the wife says. Youre so drunk you cant count. If you dont believe me, hop out of bed and count them again.
Sure enough, the husband gets out of bed and attempts to count the feet again.
One, two, three, four, he counts. And to think I thought you were cheating on me!
Possum; AKA:- Ali El-Aziz Mohamed Gundawiathan
Sent from my imperial66 typewriter using carrier pigeon, message sticks and smoke signals.
Must have been irish.
Blues man.
