"Hurry!" she said. "Stand in the corner." She quickly rubbed
baby oil all over him and then she dusted him with talcum powder.
"Don't move until I tell you to," she whispered. "Just pretend
you're a statue."
"What's this, Honey?" the husband inquired, as he entered the room.
"Oh, it's just a statue," she replied nonchalantly. "The Smiths
bought one for their bedroom. I liked it so much, I got one for
No more was said about the statue, not even later that night when
they went to sleep. Around two in the morning, the husband got
out of bed, went to the kitchen and returned a while later with a
sandwich and a glass of milk. "Here," he said to the 'statue'.,
"Eat something. I stood like an idiot at the Smith's for three
days and nobody offered me so much as a glass of water."
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