Daddy called his house and asked if mommy was near the phone. The little girl on the other end of the line replied, telling him that mommy was upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul. Daddy was taken aback because he knew there was no Uncle Paul.
After a brief pause, Daddy collected himself and said, “But honey, you don’t have an Uncle Paul.” The little girl confidently responded, “Oh yes I do, and he’s upstairs in the room with mommy right now.”
Daddy was a bit puzzled but decided to play along. He told the little girl, “Okay then, I want you to put the phone down, run upstairs, knock on the door, and shout to mommy that daddy’s car just pulled up.”
The little girl obediently replied, “Okay, daddy, just a minute.” A few minutes later, she returned to the phone. Daddy asked her, “Did you do it, honey? What happened?”
Excitedly, the little girl exclaimed, “Well, mommy got scared, jumped out of bed naked, ran around screaming, and then tripped on the rug. She hit her head on the dresser, and now she isn’t moving at all! OMG!!!”
Daddy, now concerned, asked about Uncle Paul. The little girl informed him, “He jumped out of the back window into the pool, but I guess he didn’t know you took out the water last week to clean it. He hit the bottom, and I think he’s dead!”
There was a long and stunned pause on Daddy’s end. Finally, he managed to say, “Swimming pool? Is this 486-5732?” The little girl responded with a giggle, “No, I think you have the wrong number.”
