Feel free to browse the collection of tall tales, yarns and downright lies. They are all family safe - the test I apply is "would I tell this to someone's grandmother?" If no, I don't use it. (That doesn't mean i don't appreciate a dirty joke, but I don't think they're appropriate for broadcast on the radio - you never know who is listening or how old they are or what their attitudes to dirty jokes amounts to. )
Jake was dying. His wife, Becky, was maintaining a candlelight vigil by his side. She held his fragile hand, tears running down her face. Her praying roused him from his slumber. He looked up and his pale lips began to move slightly. "My darling Becky," he whispered.
"Hush, my love," she said. "Rest. Shhh, don't talk." In his tired voice, "I have something I must confess to you.
"There's nothing to confess," replied the weeping Becky. "Everything's alright, just go to sleep."
"No, no. I must die in peace, Becky. I...I cheated on you!"
"I know," Becky whispered as she softly stroked his forehead. "Just let the poison work".
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