"Hi honey. This is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?"
"No, Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul."
After a brief pause, Daddy says, "But, honey, you haven't got
an Uncle Paul."
"Oh yes I do, and he's upstairs in the room with Mommy, right
now."
Brief pause.
"Uh, okay then, this is what I want you to do. Put the phone down on the table, run upstairs, knock on the bedroom door, and shout to Mommy that Daddy's car just pulled into the driveway."
"Okay, Daddy, just a minute."
A few minutes later, the little girl comes back to the phone. "I did it Daddy."
"And what happened, honey?" he asked.
"Well, Mommy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no clothes on, and ran
around screaming Then she tripped over the rug, hit her head on the
dresser, and now she isn't moving at all!"
"Oh, my God!!! What about your Uncle Paul?"
"He jumped out of the bed with no clothes on, too. He was all scared, and
he jumped out of the back window into the swimming pool. But I guess he
didn't know that you took out the water last week to clean it. He hit
the bottom of the pool, and I think he's dead."
***Long Pause***
***Longer Pause***
***Even Longer Pause***
Then Daddy says, "Swimming pool? . . .
Is this 486-5731?
