A woman, her husband and “the statue” – LOL

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!!

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