๐Ÿ˜‚ ๐Ÿ˜ฏ ๐Ÿ˜

My wife was dying.
I was by her bedside.

She said in a tired voice, “There’s something I must confess.”
“Shhh” I said, “There’s nothing to confess. Everything’s alright.”
“No I must die in peace. I had sex with your brother, your best friend, his best friend and your father.”
“I know,” I whispered, “That’s why I poisoned you.”