A woman was in bed with her lover when she heard her husband opening the front door.
‘Hurry,’ she said, ‘stand in the corner.’ She rubbed baby oil all over him, then dusted him with talcum powder. ‘Don’t move until I tell you,’ she said. ‘Pretend you’re a statue.’
‘What’s this?’ the husband inquired as he entered the room. ‘Oh, it’s a statue,’ she replied.
‘The Smiths bought one and I liked it so I got one for us, too.’ No more was said, not even when they went to bed. Around 2 AM the husband got up, went to the kitchen and returned with a sandwich and a beer.
‘Here, have this’ he gives the sandwich and beer to the statue. Then he said to the statue: ‘I stood like that for two days at the Smiths house and nobody offered me anything!!

A woman was in bed with her lover when she suddenly heard the unmistakable sound of her husband unlocking the front door.

Panic surged through her. Thinking quickly, she turned to her lover. “Hurry! Stand in the corner and don’t move!”

With no time to argue, the lover rushed to the corner, standing as still as possible.

The woman grabbed a bottle of baby oil, slathered it all over him, then dusted him generously with talcum powder. “Just stay like that and pretend you’re a statue. Don’t move a muscle,” she whispered.

As her husband walked in, he glanced at the bizarre sight in the corner.

“What the hell is that?” he asked, squinting.

“Oh, that?” she said, forcing a casual smile. “It’s a statue. The Smiths just bought one, and I thought it looked so nice that I got one for us, too.”

Her husband nodded slowly, accepting the explanation without another word. The evening carried on as usual, and eventually, they both went to bed.

Hours passed.

At around 2 AM, the husband stirred, got up, and headed to the kitchen. Moments later, he returned with a sandwich and a beer. He walked over to the “statue,” handed him the food, and muttered:

“Here, buddy. Eat up. I stood like that at the Smiths’ place for two days, and not once did anyone offer me a damn thing!”