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Joe was dying.

His wife, Beth was maintaining a candlelight vigil at his bed side. She held his fragile hand, tears streaming down her face.

Her praying roused him from his slumber. He looked up at her and his pale lips began to
move slightly.

"My darling Beth," he whispered.

"Hush, my love," she said. "Rest, Shhh, don't talk."

In his tired voice, he said "I have something I must confess to you."

"There's nothing to confess," replied the weeping Beth. "Everything is all right...go to sleep."

"No, no I must die in peace Beth. I....I cheated on you."

"I know," Beth whispered softly. "Now close your eyes and let the poison work".

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LadyRamRod

Feb 7 @ 10:35PM  
I guess she put Joe in his place, that was great hog, i really liked that
ladybootscooter

Feb 7 @ 11:31PM  
RevDocLove

Feb 8 @ 7:37AM  
But for everytime I cheated I put a dollar bill in the shoebox under the loose floorboard in our bedroom..They're still all there except for the $500 I took out to fix the roof
Good 'un Hog
slohand_47

Feb 8 @ 9:50AM  
Reminds me of the guy........... might have been the same one...... he lay dying in bed and the smell of his favorite thing in the world..... CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES..... woke him up. He managed to drag himself out of bed one more time..... through the house and into the kitchen where his wife had just taken a pan out of the oven. The thought of his wife baking a final treat for him brought a tear to his eye as his shaking hand reached for a hot cookie.
Just as his hand reached the hot cookie, his wife smacked it with the spatula and said....... "DON'T, those are for the funeral ! !"
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