We were dressed and ready to go out for the New Years Eve
Party.
We turned on a night light, turned the answering machine on,
covered our pet parakeet and put the cat in the backyard. We phoned the
local cab company and requested a taxi.
The taxi arrived and we opened the front door to leave the
house. The cat we put out in the yard, scoots back into the house. We didn't
want the cat shut in the house because she always tries to eat the bird.
My wife goes out to the taxi, while I went inside to get the
cat. The cat runs upstairs, with me in hot pursuit. Waiting in the cab, my
wife doesn't want the driver to know that the house will be empty for the
night. So, she explains to the taxi driver that I will be out soon, "He's
just going upstairs to say goodbye to my mother."
A few minutes later, I get into the cab. "Sorry I took so
long," I said, as we drove away. "That stupid thing was hiding under the
bed. Had to poke her with a coat hanger to get her to come out! She tried to
take off, so I grabbed her by the neck. Then, I had to wrap her in a blanket
to keep her from scratching me. But it worked! I hauled her fat butt
downstairs and threw her out into the back yard!"
The cab driver hit a parked car...
