A married couple was asleep when the wife suddenly woke her husband at 2 a.m.
She whispered,
“Wake up! I think there’s a burglar downstairs!”
The husband groaned and pulled the blanket over his head.
“Call the police.”
A few minutes later, she shook him again.
“Honey… I heard footsteps!”
He finally sat up.
“Okay, okay!”
He grabbed a baseball bat and slowly walked downstairs.
He checked the kitchen.
Nothing.
He checked the living room.
Nothing.
He looked behind the curtains.
Nothing.
He even checked the back door.
It was locked.
Finally, he walked back upstairs.
“Nobody’s there,” he whispered.
His wife stared at him calmly.
“I know.”
He frowned.
“Then why did you wake me up?”
She pointed toward the hallway.
“Because the burglar is already upstairs.”
The husband froze.
His eyes slowly moved toward the dark hallway.
A floorboard creaked.
Then another.
He tightened his grip on the bat.
“WHO’S THERE?!”
No answer.
He slowly stepped forward.
Suddenly, a figure jumped out from behind the bedroom door.
The husband screamed and swung the bat.
THUMP!
The figure fell to the floor.
The husband turned on the light.
And froze.
It was…
their teenage son.
The boy sat on the floor, holding his nose.
“Dad! What are you doing?!”
The wife covered her mouth.
“Oh my goodness!”
The husband stared at her.
“You knew it was him?!”
She nodded.
“He came home an hour ago.”
The husband looked furious.
“Then why did you tell me there was a burglar?!”
She smiled innocently.
“Because I wanted you to finally find out who keeps stealing money from my purse.”
Their son slowly raised his hand.
“Mom…”
“Yes?”
“Can we discuss the fact that Dad just hit me with a baseball bat first?”
The husband sighed.
The wife looked at him.
Then at their son.
Then smiled.
“Family meeting. Right now.” 😂
