Ring-g-g-g-g-

"Hello?"

"Hi honey, this is Daddy, . . . is your Mommy near the phone?"

"No Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Unc'a Frank."

After a brief pause, Daddy says, "But you haven't got an Uncle Frank, honey."

"Oh yes I do, and he's upstairs in the bedroom with Mommy right now!"

"Uh, okay, then . . . here's what I want you to do. Put the phone down, run upstairs and knock on the bedroom door and shout to Mommy and Uncle Frank that Daddy's car just pulled up outside the house."

"Okay, Daddy."

A few minutes later, the little girl comes back to the phone. "Well, I did what you said, Daddy."

"And what happened?" he asked.

"Well, Mommy screamed 'Sweet Jesus Frank, get off me', and ran around screaming down the hall with no clothes on, then she tripped over the rug and went flying down the stairs and now she's just layin there".

"Oh my God ! ! ! - And what about your Uncle Frank?"

"He yelled 'Ugh", ran out of the bedroom with no clothes too, and jumped out of the back window into the swimming pool . . . but he must have forgot that you drained it last week, so he hit the bottom of the swimming pool and now he's just layin there too!


. . . . long pause

Then Daddy says, "Swimming pool????? Is this Jessica???"

"No, silly daddy, I'm Nikki, you know that".