Bob, the local undertaker, came home one evening sporting a spectacular black eye.
His wife took one look at him and gasped.
“Bob! What on earth happened to you?”
Bob dropped into a chair and sighed.
“I’ve had the worst day imaginable.”
He continued,
“I was called to a hotel where a guest had reportedly passed away in his sleep.”
“When I arrived, the manager told me there was one small problem…”
“‘We can’t fit him into the body bag because he has… an unusually large erection.'”
His wife raised an eyebrow.
“So what did you do?”
Bob shrugged.
“I went upstairs, found a large naked man lying on the bed, and figured I’d try to fold it down so he’d fit in the bag.”
His wife winced.
“That sounds like a terrible idea…”
Then she asked,
“But how did you end up with the black eye?”
Bob let out a long sigh.
He looked at her with complete embarrassment and said,
“I was in the wrong room.” 😂
