A man is in bed with his wife when they hear a rat-a-tat-tat on the door.
He rolls over and looks at the clock – it’s half past three in the morning. “I’m not getting out of bed at this time”, he thinks, and rolls over.
Then a louder knock follows.
“Aren’t you going to answer that?” asks his wife.
So he drags himself out of bed and goes downstairs. He opens the door to see a man standing there. It doesn’t take him long to realise the man is drunk.
“Hi there”, slurs the stranger. “Can you give me a push?”
“No, get lost. It’s half past three. I was in bed,” says the man and slams the door. He goes back up to bed and tells his wife what happened.
“Dave, that wasn’t very nice of you. Remember that night we broke down in the pouring rain on the way to collect the kids from the babysitter and you had to knock on that man’s door? What would have happened if he’d told us to get lost?”
“But the guy was drunk,” says the husband.
“It doesn’t matter,” says the wife. “Go downstairs and help him.”
So the husband gets dressed and goes down to help him. He opens the door, and not being able to see the stranger anywhere he shouts,
“HEY, DO YOU STILL WANT A PUSH?”
He hears a voice cry out, “Yeah, please.”
Still unable to see the stranger he shouts, “WHERE ARE YOU?” and the stranger replies…..
“Over here on your swing!”
This week I have Liz to thank for this rib tickler!