One afternoon, a man comes home from work earlier than usual and finds his wife lying on the bed, gasping for breath. “What’s going on?” he asks, concerned.
She stammers, “I think I’m having a heart attack!”
“Oh no!” the husband exclaims. “I’ll call for help right away!” He dashes downstairs, grabs the phone, and begins dialing 911.
Just then, his young son, Johnny, runs in, crying. “What’s wrong, Johnny?” the father asks, panicked.
“Uncle James is in the closet, and he’s not wearing any clothes!” the little boy sobs.
Furious, the father races back upstairs, bursts open the closet door—and sure enough, his brother is inside, completely naked.
“James! What are you doing in here?” the man shouts.
His brother looks up, unfazed, and says, “Well, when you’re done saving your wife from her heart attack, can you pass me a towel? I’ve been hiding from your kid for the last 20 minutes.”