vintage womanJake is lying on the bed, so sick that he’s going to die any minute now.. His wife Susan is sitting next to the bed with tears flowing from her eyes.. holding Jake’s hand.

Jake: “My dear wife, Susan…”

Susan: “Hush now Jake, my dear husband… you must rest…”

Jake: “I have a confession to make…”

Susan: “There’s nothing to confess… Everything’s fine, sleep.” (sob)

Jake: “No, I want to die peacefully… Susan, I had affairs with your sister, with your mother, you best friend…”

Susan: “I know… that’s why i poisoned you…”