“Yesterday, I went to a hotel with my mistress, and at the entrance, I see my father-in-law’s car parked.
I lost all desire and, of course, if he saw me, I would have problems.
I explained to my mistress that today was impossible, and she left upset.
Out of frustration, I broke both mirrors and went home. The next day, I went to see him and laugh at the fact that his car had no mirrors. He was very upset, and I asked him:
What’s wrong with you? You seem upset.
How the hell wouldn’t I be? Yesterday, I lent your wife the car, and she brought it back without mirrors.”
Next joke
Dad, I want to get married!
First, apologize!
But why?
Just apologize!
What for? What did I do?
You need to apologize!
But why???
Apologize, I said!
Please, just give me a reason!!!
First, apologize.
Okay, dad… I’m sorry!
Perfect, now you’re ready! Your training is over. When you learn to apologize for no reason, then you can get married!
For Years My Neighbor Comes Home for 15 Minutes in the Middle of the Day — I Finally Dared to Take a Peek
As I hurried to my front door, I realized that I only had fifteen minutes left. I quickly headed toward the open window as soon as I thought no one was watching. I was happy that no neighbors were observing when I peered over the windowsill.
Their living area was same to all others. Mike faced away from me while holding a high-end camera. With a subtle smile, Jill turned to face him. My attention was drawn to a brief glimpse of motion near the room’s edge. Mike had my whole attention. His wife yelled, “Someone’s there!,” as our eyes locked, and I lost my breath. There’s someone looking inside!
No, no, no! I pondered. This is not possible!
With my heart racing, I hurried back to my house and secured the door. What was going through my mind? I peeked inside their house, but why? Had I caused them any offense? I thought they were going to call the cops.
The quiet was broken the following day by a knock on my door. Taking a glance through the peephole made my stomach turn. It was Mike. He pulled out a picture from an envelope he was holding. My picture. “Want to elaborate?” he inquired, seeming amused.
I admitted, embarrassed. To my astonishment, Mike grinned and extended an invitation to visit, stating that he loves Jill by taking her picture every day. I treasured their endearing custom and never looked out the window again after that day.
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