Santa came home earlier than usual, when his wife, Jeeto’s lover was still in the apartment. She hid her lover in a closet, and served dinner. As they ate, something rustled in the closet.
“What’s that?” Santa husband asked.
“Nothing, darling. Just jackets.”
After a while, they again heard some noise in the closet.
“What the hell is that?”
“I’m telling you, just jackets.”
A few minutes later, the noise sounded once more.
“I’ll check it,” Santa said. “You’ll regret it if it’s not jackets.”
Santa yanked the closet’s door open. Inside, he saw a man who held a pistol. Santa quietly closed the door, and said, “Indeed, jackets, darling.”
that’s was good one :biggthumb