We were dressed and ready to go out for the New
Year's 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 went out to the taxi, while I went inside
to get the cat. The cat ran 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 bitch 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
ass downstairs and threw her out into the back yard!"
The cab driver hit a parked car...
