Mommy & "Uncle" Frank?

It's Saturday morning and Bob's just about to set off on a

round of golf, when he realizes that he forgot to tell his

wife that the guy who fixes the washing machine is coming

around at noon. So Bob heads back to the clubhouse and

phones home.

"Hello?" says a little girl's voice.

"Hi, honey, it's Daddy," says Bob. "Is Mommy near the

phone?"

"No, Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle

Frank."

After a brief pause, Bob says, "But you haven't got an

Uncle Frank, honey!"

"Yes, I do, and he's upstairs in the bedroom with Mommy!"

"Okay, then. Here's what I want you do. Put down the phone,

run upstairs and knock on the bedroom door and shout in to

Mommy and Uncle Frank that my car's just pulled up outside

the house."

"Okay, Daddy!" A few minutes later, the little girl comes

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 last week you

took out all the water to clean it, so he hit the bottom of

the swimming pool and now he's dead too."

There is a long pause.

"Swimming pool? Is this 854-7039?"