The Text

A guy texts his neighbor friend:

Dear Keith: I’m sorry. I’ve been riddled with guilt and I have to confess. I have been helping myself to your wife when you’re not around, probably more than you.

I know it’s no excuse, but I don’t get it at home. I can’t live with the guilt any longer. I hope you’ll accept my sincerest apology. It won’t happen again.

The neighbor, feeling outrage and betrayed, grabs his gun, goes into the bedroom and without a word, shoots his wife.

Moments later the guy gets a second text: Damn, found a spelling error, I really should use spell check! That should be “WiFi”… Sorry!

Hat tip: Uncle Skip

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