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Bob called home one afternoon to see what his wife was
>making for dinner. "Hello?" said a little girl's voice.
>"Hi, honey, it's Daddy," said Bob. "Is mommy near the phone?"
>
>"No, Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with uncle Frank."
>After a brief pause, Bob said, "But you don't have an
>Uncle Frank, honey!"
>
>"Yes I do. He's upstairs in the bedroom with Mommy!"
>
>"Okay, then. Here's what I want you to do. Put down the
>phone, run upstairs, knock on the bedroom door and shout
>in to Mommy and Uncle Frank that my car just pulled
>up outside the house."
>
>"Okay, Daddy!"
>A few minutes later, the little girl came back to the
>phone. "Well, I did what you said, Daddy."
>
>"And what happened?"
>
>"Well, Mommy jumped out of bed with no clothes on
>and ran around screaming, then she tripped over the
>rug and went out the front window and now she's laying
>in the front yard."
>
>"Oh my god! And what about Uncle Frank?"
>
>"He jumped out of bed with no clothes on too and he was
>all scared and he jumped out the back window into the
>swimming pool, but he must have forgot that you took
>out all the water last week to clean it, so he hit the bottom
>of the swimming pool."
>
>There was a long pause, then Bob
>said, "Swimming pool? Is this 555-7039?"
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