Anant called home one afternoon to see what
his wife was making for dinner.
"Hello?" said a little girl's voice.
"Hi, honey, it's Daddy," said Anant. "Is
mommy near the phone?"
"No, Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom
with uncle Frank." After a brief pause, Anant
said, "But you don't have an Uncle Frank,
honey!"
"Yes I do. He's upstairs in the bedroom with
Mommy!"
"Okay, then. Here's what I want you to do.
Put down the phone, run upstairs, knock on
the bedroom door and shout in to Mommy
and Uncle Frank that my car just pulled up
outside the house."
"Okay, Daddy!"
A few minutes later, the little girl came back
to the phone. "Well, I did what you said,
Daddy."
"And what happened?"
"Well, Mommy jumped out of bed with no
clothes on and ran around screaming, then
she tripped over the rug and went out the
front window and now she's all dead."
"Oh my god! What about Uncle Frank?"
"He jumped out of bed with no clothes on too
and he was all scared and he jumped out the
back window into the swimming pool, but he
must have forgot that you took out all the
water last week to clean it, so he hit the
bottom of the swimming pool, and now he's
dead too."
There was a long pause, then Anant said,
"Swimming pool? Is this 555-7039?"