Mick's wife was furiously humping away with her husbands best mate Peter when suddenly the phone rang. She hopped out of bed and returned to the sweaty sheet after a brief conversation.

"Who was it? The back stabbing buddy asked.

"Oh, that was Mick." She replied calmly.

"Oh shit, I'd better be going then!: he said. "Did Mick say where he was?"

"Relax - he's down at the pub, playing a few games of pool with you."