Have A Laugh!
A Noise...
My wife has not spoken to me in three days.
I think it has something to do with what happened on Sunday night
when she thought she heard a noise downstairs.
She nudged me and whispered, "Wake up, wake up!"
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"There are burglars in the kitchen.
I think they're eating the tuna casserole I made tonight."
"That'll teach them!" I replied.