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Fred is home one evening and gets a text from his neighbor:

Hi Fred, this is Alan next door. I have a confession to make. I've

been riddled with guilt these past few months and have been

trying to pluck up the courage to tell you to your face, but I

am at least now telling you in text as I can’t live with myself

a moment longer without you knowing.  The truth is I have been

sharing your wife, day and night when you're not around. In fact,

probably more than you. I haven’t been getting it at home recently,

but that's no excuse, I know. The temptation was just too much. I

can no longer live with the guilt and I hope you will accept my

sincerest apologies and forgive me. It won't happen again. Please

suggest a fee for usage, and I'll pay you.

Regards, Alan.

Fred, feeling insulted and betrayed, grabbed his gun, and shot his

neighbor dead. He returned home where he poured himself a stiff

drink and sat down on the sofa.  He took out his phone where he

saw he has a second message from his neighbor:

Hi Fred, This is Alan next door again. Sorry about the typo on

my last text.  I expect you figured it out anyway, and that you

noticed that darned Auto-Correct changed ‘Wi-Fi’ To ‘Wife.’

Technology hey?

Regards, Alan.

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On the morning that Daylight Savings Time ended I stopped in to visit my aging friend.

He was busy covering his penis with black shoe polish.

I said to him, "You better get your hearing checked - You're supposed to turn your clock back".