A Misdawiener!
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At dawn the telephone rings, "Hello, Seņor Rod? This is Ernesto, the caretaker at your country house."
"Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"
"Um, I am just calling to advise you, Seņor Rod, that your parrot is dead".
"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition?"
"Si, Seņor, that's the one."
"Damn! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?"
"From eating the rotten meat, Seņor Rod."
"Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?"
"Nobody, Seņor. He ate the meat of the dead horse."
"Dead horse? What dead horse?"
"The thoroughbred, Seņor Rod."
"My prize thoroughbred is dead?"
"Yes, Seņor Rod, he died from all that work pulling the water cart."
"Are you insane? What water cart?"
"The one we used to put out the fire, Seņor."
"Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"
"The one at your house, Seņor! A candle fell and the curtains caught on fire."
"What the hell? Are you saying that my mansion is destroyed because of a candle?!"
"Yes, Seņor Rod."
"But there's electricity at the house! What was the candle for?"
"For the funeral, Seņor Rod."
"WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL???!!!"
"Your wife's, Seņor Rod". She showed up very late one night and I thought she was a thief, so I shot her with your new Ultimate Muzzle loader Limited Edition Custom Gold Engraved Special with the custom Exhibition Grade Stock.
SILENCE........... LONG SILENCE.........VERY LONG SILENCE.
"Ernesto, if you scratched that gun, you're in deep shit."