becky
15-09-2008, 09:29 AM
A guy had been away on the rigs for several weeks , and finally got the chance to phone home. After a few rings, the phone was answered by a young boy. "Hi Son," said the guy, "it's your dad - how are you doing?"
"Hi dad," the boy replied, "I'm doing great."
"I'm glad to hear that," said the guy, "is your mum there?"
"Yes," says the boy, "she's in bed"
"In bed? Is she ill?"
"No, she's in bed with uncle Peter again"
"WHAT! - how long has this been going on?
"About two weeks" comes the reply.
The guy thinks about this for a bit, then says, "Right son, what I want you to do, is go upstairs, and tell them that I'm walking up the garden path right now, and then come back and tell me what happened."
The boy agreed, and the line went quiet. About 10 minutes later the boy returned to the phone. " I told them," he said.
"What happened?"
"Well, said the boy, "Mum screamed and leapt out of bed, then tried to run down stairs in her dressing gown, but the cord tangled round her feet, and she fell down the stairs. I think she might be dead."
The colour drained from the guy's face. "Oh my God," he said. "How about uncle Peter, what's he doing now?."
"Uncle Peter jumped out of bed too, but he ran out the window and jumped off the balcony. He landed in the swimming pool, and I think he's drowned."
"Oh my God," said the guy, "This is just dreadful - wait a minute, though," he added, scratching his head. "Balcony? Swimming pool? Is this 01738 159506?"
"Hi dad," the boy replied, "I'm doing great."
"I'm glad to hear that," said the guy, "is your mum there?"
"Yes," says the boy, "she's in bed"
"In bed? Is she ill?"
"No, she's in bed with uncle Peter again"
"WHAT! - how long has this been going on?
"About two weeks" comes the reply.
The guy thinks about this for a bit, then says, "Right son, what I want you to do, is go upstairs, and tell them that I'm walking up the garden path right now, and then come back and tell me what happened."
The boy agreed, and the line went quiet. About 10 minutes later the boy returned to the phone. " I told them," he said.
"What happened?"
"Well, said the boy, "Mum screamed and leapt out of bed, then tried to run down stairs in her dressing gown, but the cord tangled round her feet, and she fell down the stairs. I think she might be dead."
The colour drained from the guy's face. "Oh my God," he said. "How about uncle Peter, what's he doing now?."
"Uncle Peter jumped out of bed too, but he ran out the window and jumped off the balcony. He landed in the swimming pool, and I think he's drowned."
"Oh my God," said the guy, "This is just dreadful - wait a minute, though," he added, scratching his head. "Balcony? Swimming pool? Is this 01738 159506?"