In the middle of the night I found a whoopee cushion in between my pillows. I asked John about it this morning and he said “I didn’t do it. What color was it?” I told him it was red. He said “Oh that’s my whoopee cushion, but I didn’t do it. Gill was probably framing me!” He repeatedly denied putting the whoopee cushion in between my pillows.

When I asked Gillian, she said “What color was it?” I said red. She said “That’s John’s. He did it. I didn’t do it.”

I brought John back in the room and this is what happened.

These two certainly know how to keep life interesting.