A woman prepared some vegetables for herself and her husband. When they were about to eat, the following conversation began.
HUSBAND: Where did you get the vegetables from?
WIFE: I bought it from Mr. Mkhize’s garden.
HUSBAND: What?! From that wizard?! How I’m I know that the wizard didn’t poison the vegetables?
WIFE: I have an idea.
She gave some to her dog. After some time, the dog went to play.
WIFE: See? The food isn’t poisoned.
HUSBAND: OK. Let’s eat then.
After eating, their maid came crying.
WIFE: What happened?
MAID: Phumasilwe (the dog) is dead!
HUSBAND: What? The food is poisoned!
HUSBAND: (Feeling sober and guilt filled upon realizing he’s going to die in a couple of minutes) I need to make a confession!
WIFE: What?
HUSBAND: When you aren’t at home, I and your maid use to have *** in my room.
WIFE: (Feeling angry but immediately realizing this is futile) I forgive you.
WIFE: I too have a confession to make. Promise to forgive as I have.
HUSBAND: OK
WIFE: The children aren’t yours. They are for the Garden boy.
Immediately after, the Garden boy came in.
Garden boy: Sir The man who hit the dog with his car is outside. He says he wants to apologize for killing the dog.