Jake was dying. His wife, Becky, was maintaining a candlelight vigil by his side. She held his fragile hand, tears running down her face. Her praying aroused him from his slumber; he looked up and his pale lips began to move slightly.

"Becky my darling" he whispered.
 "Hush my love," she said. "Rest, don't talk." He was insistent.
 
"Becky," he said in his tired voice, "I have something that I must confess.
 
" 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 ... I slept with your sister,
your best friend, her best friend, and your mother!"

 
 

"I know, sweetheart," whispered Becky, "let the poison work."

nice one BOJ!


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~hollaback girl~

Good laugh   still smiling


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geneva

Ha Ha.................

No wait a minute,  I don't know if I like that.

I see the gurls think it's funny.

Good on ya gurls.

Best joke ive heard for ages............
almost an excuse for Random...............
lol

lol

An oldie but still a goodie

funny

Goodone

Good on her.  Payback is so sweeeeeeeet

lol as said an oldie but a tru goodie


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