Jake was dying. His wife, Annie, was maintaining a candlelight vigil by
his side. She held his fragile hand, tears running down her face.
Her praying roused him from his slumber. He looked up and his pale lips
began to move slightly. "My darling Annie," he whispered.
"Hush, my love," she said. "Rest. Shhh, don't talk."
In his tired voice,"I have something I must confess to you.
"There's nothing to confess," replied the weeping Annie.
"Everything's all right, just go to sleep."
"No, no. I must die in peace, Annie. I...I cheated on you!"
"I know," Annie whispered as she softly stroked his forehead.
"Just let the poison work "
Too funny!!!! Y'all can thank Digital Dad for that one.