There’s this guy who believes the his wife is having an affair.
So one day, he kisses her cheerio and off he goes to work.
They live in a tower block, 5th floor. Cladding is fine
The husband gives it 2 hours and decides to creep back into the flat and ’surprise’ his wife.
He crashes through the front door and starts shouting and yelling “Where is he? I’ll kill him!"
The wife was indeed having an affair, and her lover was at that moment in the kitchen getting a glass of water.
He can hear the angry husband bashing and crashing about in the flat. Looking under the settee, in the hallway cupboard getting more and more angry! He even threw the Dyson out of the cupboard!
The lover decides it’s best to hide. He looks around and thinks “I know, I’ll hide in the fridge”
The husband eventually makes his way to the kitchen. By chance he looks out of the window and sees this guy running for a bus!
Husband looks around, thinking “What can I throw at him?”
He picks up the fridge and throws it as hard as he can at the running man!
Up in heaven, St Peter is at the gate and ‘pop’, up turns this chap.
“Hello my son” says St Peter, “What happened to you?” he asks.
"Well I thought my wife was having an affair, so I went home early, saw this guy running away, threw my fridge at him and pow! I had a heart attack”
"Oh dear", says St Peter, “come on in"
Pop! Another chap turns up.
“Hello my son” says St Peter, “What happened to you?” he asks.
“Well”, says this chap, “I was running for this bus and all of a sudden a fridge landed on me, and well, here I am"
"Oh dear", says St Peter, “come on in"
Pop! Another chap turns up.
“Hello my son” says St Peter, “What happened to you” he asks.
“Well” he says, “I was sitting in this fridge….."