Joke 846

Flat Tire (Photo credit: Ryan Stanton)

Late one Saturday evening, the phone rang. Grumpy and sleepy, Mary answered it.  The party on the other end of the line paused for a moment before rushing breathlessly into a lengthy speech: “Mom, this is Susan and I’m sorry I woke you up, but I had to call because I’m going to be a little late getting home. See, Dad’s car has a flat but it’s not my fault. Honest! I don’t know what happened. The tire just went flat while we were inside the theatre. Please don’t be mad, okay?”

Mary didn’t have any daughters so it was obviously a wrong number.  “I’m sorry dear,” she replied, “but you’ve reached the wrong number. I don’t have a daughter named Susan.”

“Gosh, Mom,” came the young woman’s voice, “I didn’t think you’d be this mad.”

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From jokeoftheday.