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The Text
DEAR GEORGE,
Hi, George, this is Richard, next door. I've got a confession to make. I've been riddled with guilt for a few months and have been trying to get up the courage to tell you face-to-face. At least I'm telling you in this text, and I can't live with myself a minute longer without your knowing about this. The truth is that, when you're not around, I've been sharing your wife, day and night. In fact, probably much more than you. I haven't been getting it at home recently and I know that's no excuse. The temptation was just too great and I can't live with the guilt. I am sorry. I hope you'll accept my sincere apology and forgive me. Please suggest a fee for usage and I'll pay you.
Regards, Richard
George, feeling enraged & betrayed, grabbed his gun, went next door, and shot Richard dead. He returned home, shot his wife, then poured himself a stiff drink and sat down on the sofa. George then looked at his phone and discovered a 2nd text message from Richard.
2nd TEXT MESSAGE:
Hi George, Richard here again. Sorry about the typo on my last text. I assume you figured it out and noticed that the darned spell-check had changed "wi-fi" to "wife." Technology, huh? It'll be the death of us all.
