The man rang his wife to tell her he had the afternoon off
and would be coming home. The phone was answered by a
“Hello son, can I speak to mum?”
“No,” said the boy, “mum’s in bed with the milkman and
they’ve told me to stay downstairs.”
The man was stunned by the news but after a moment or two
he said to the boy, “Son, go and get my shotgun from the
garage, load it with two bullets and go and blast them.”
After an agonising 10 minutes the little boy came back onto
“I’ve done it, dad,” he said.
“Well done, son, I’ll finish off when I get back. Go and have
a swim in the pool to clean yourself up and I’ll see you later.”
“But dad, we don’t have a pool,” said the boy.
“What! Hold on, is that 0397 46461?”