Mick's wife was furiously humping away with her husbands best mate
Peter when suddenly the phone rang. She hopped out of bed to answer it and returned
to the sweaty sheet after a brief conversation.
"Who was it? The back stabbing mate asked.
"Oh, that was Mick." She replied calmly.
"Oh sh!t, I'd better be going then!: he said. "Did Mick say where he
was?"
"Relax - he's down at the pub, playing a few games of pool with you."