"Confession" joke

Becky was on her deathbed, with her husband Jake at her side. He held her cold hand and tears silently streamed down his face.
Her pale lips moved. “Jake, ” she said quietly.
“Hush, ” he quickly interrupted, “don’t talk. ”
But she insisted. “Jake, ” she said in her tired voice. “I have to talk. I must confess. ”
“There is nothing to confess, ” said the weeping Jake. “It’s all right. Everything’s all right. ”
“No, no. I must die in peace. I must confess, Jake, that I have been unfaithful to you. ”
Jake stroked her hand, squeezed it and sobbingly told her, “Now Becky, don’t be concerned. I know all about it, ” he cried uncontrollably. “Why else would I poison you? ”

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