(Thank you Frayne Rosenfield for sharing)
This is Alan next door. I’m sorry buddy, but I have a confession to make to you. I’ve been riddled with guilt these past few months and have been trying to get up the courage to tell you this to your face. I couldn’t, so now I’m telling you all in a text. I can’t live with myself a moment longer without you knowing.
The truth is, I have been sharing your wife, day and night, when you’re not around. In fact, probably more than you. I haven’t been getting it at home recently, but that’s no excuse I know. The temptation was just too much… I can no longer live with the guilt and I hope you will accept my sincerest apologies and forgive me. I promise that it won’t happen again. Please come up with a fee for usage, and I’ll pay you.
Bill, feeling insulted and betrayed, grabbed his gun, and shot his neighbor dead. He returned home where he poured himself a stiff drink and sat down on the sofa. He took out his phone where he saw he has a subsequent message from his neighbor.
THE SECOND MESSAGE:
This is Alan next door again. Sorry about the slight typo on my last text. I know you probably figured it out already. I’m sure you noticed that my auto correct changed ‘WiFi’ To ‘Wife’.
Technology hey !?! Hope you saw the funny side of that.
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