The gentleman husband called home... ... and the butler picked up. Husband (H): Where is my lady? Give her the phone. Butler (B): Good Afternoon Sir, umm, well, she is in the bedroom with someone. H (Infuriated): What? What are they doing? Butler checked and informed him that they were kissing. H (Very infuriated): Listen, go to my study and open the third drawer of my desk. There is a gun and bullets there. Get them. Butler followed his directions and came back with the gun. H: Now load the gun, go back to the bedroom and kill the hell out of both of them. B: Si..sir, are you sure? H: You heard me, follow my directions. Butler followed the directions and killed both of them. B (on phone): Sir, both are dead. What should I do now? H: Take the bodies to our backyard and bury them under the oak tree. B: Sir, we don't have any oak tree here. H (confused): What? George, what are you saying, bury him under our big oak tree. B: Sir, my name is Alfred. H: Oh, I guess I dialed the wrong number. Goodbye.