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From: jasonw@dartvax.UUCP (Jason B. Wyatt)
Newsgroups: net.jokes
Subject: domestic squabble
Message-ID: <3776@dartvax.UUCP>
Date: Wed, 30-Oct-85 16:14:29 EST
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Posted: Wed Oct 30 16:14:29 1985
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a freind of mine told me this one last nite;

    this guy is at the office, and is about to leave when he
realizes that he forgot what it was his wife asked him to get 
from the market on the way home.  so he decides to call her.  
after a few rings, the maid answers the phone, and he asks;
"hello, is Mrs. Smith there?" to which the maid answers 
"who is this, please?"  "it's Mr. Smith."
ther is a pause, after which the maid says in a bewildered voice
"But I thought she was in bed with Mr. Smith!!" 
"What?!? my wife in bed with another man?  Are you sure?" 
"yes, I can hear them from here."
furious, he decides what to should be done.
"reach into the drawer beneath the phone, and get out my pistol."  
the maid complies and finds herself holding a .44 magnum.  
"now go in there, and shoot the both of them."
"but sir I can't!!" "is it not your duty to do as you are told?" 
"yes but..."  "do you not work for me?"  "yes but..." 
"then go and carry out your duty -- shoot the both of them, now!" 
    the maid, sobbing, takes the gun, goes into the other room, 
and shoots the copulating pair with a resounding BANG, BANG!!.  
Then, still sobbing, she goes into the back yard, and throws the murder
weapon into the brook behind the house.  Still crying she returns to the
phone, where Mr. Smith has been hanging on.  
     "did you do it?" "yes, I did."  "good."  a pause, and then 
"what did you do with the gun?."
"I threw it in the brook."
"the brook?"
"yes, the one behind the house."
"there's no brook behind my house, I...  oh, I'm sorry, I must have
the wrong number."  *CLICK*