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Post by ydderf on Mar 14, 2018 12:39:21 GMT -6
> Text to phone: > > Hi Fred this is Richard, next Door. I’ve got a > > Confession to make. I’ve been riddled with guilt > > For a few months and have been trying to get > > Up the courage to tell you face to face. > > At least I’m telling you in this text and I can’t live > > with myself a minute longer without you knowing > > about this. The truth is that when you’re not around > > I’ve been sharing your wife, day and night. > > In fact, probably much more than you. I haven’t been > > getting it at home recently and I know that that’s no excuse. > > The temptation was just too great. I can’t live with the guilt > > and hope you’ll accept my sincere apology and forgive me. > > Please suggest a fee for usage and I’ll pay you > > Regards Richard > > > > Neighbour’s Response: > > > > Fred, feeling so angered and betrayed, grabbed his gun > > and shot Richard, killing him. He went back home and poured > > himself a stiff drink and sat down on the sofa. > > Fred then looked at his phone and discovered a second > > Text from Richard….. > > > > Second text message: > > > > Hi Fred, > > Richard here again. Sorry about the typo on my last text, > > I expect you figured it out and noticed that the damned > > Auto-Correct had changed “wi-fi” to “wife.” Technology, huh? > > It’ll be the death of us all. > > Regards Richard >
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