I Laughed With Tears All Day After Reading This Joke

A man returns home early from work one afternoon to find his wife spread out on the bed, puffing and panting, her face red and sweaty.

Startled, he rushes into the room.
“What on earth are you doing?” he asks, confused.

“Err… I… um… I think I’m having a heart attack!” she stammers, clutching her chest dramatically.

The husband panics. “Don’t move! I’ll call an ambulance right now!”

He runs to grab the phone, fumbling as he dials emergency services. Suddenly, his young son bursts out of the closet wearing nothing but his underwear.

“Daddy! Daddy! Uncle Joe is hiding in the closet and he took my Spiderman costume!”

The husband freezes.
There’s a moment of stunned silence.
He slowly puts the phone down.

He turns toward the closet, his jaw tightening.
He flings the door open — and sure enough, there’s his best friend, Uncle Joe, crouched inside, sweating, pale, and wearing nothing but a terrified expression.

The husband shouts, “WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON HERE?!”

Without missing a beat, Joe stammers, “I—I was playing hide and seek with the kids?”

“Hide and seek?” the husband repeats, raising an eyebrow. “In your underwear?”

Joe gulps. “I… I got hot?”

The wife, still pretending to be short of breath, jumps in:
“Sweetheart! Don’t yell — you’ll make my heart worse!”

“Oh, don’t worry,” the husband snaps, “you’re about to make mine worse!”

At that moment, little Timmy pipes up again innocently, “Daddy, are you mad because Uncle Joe doesn’t fit in my Spiderman suit?”

The Twist

Later that night, after things calmed down (sort of), the husband sat alone at the kitchen table, drinking his coffee and shaking his head.

He muttered, “A heart attack, huh? That’s a new one.”

The wife came down, still acting flustered. “Honey, I can explain.”

“Oh, I can’t wait to hear this,” he said, leaning back.

She took a deep breath. “You see, Joe came over because… he was helping me install… the new Wi-Fi router!”

“The router,” the husband repeated flatly. “And somehow that required you to lose your clothes, and him to hide in a closet?”

“Well,” she said, blushing, “the Wi-Fi was acting funny…”

He shook his head slowly. “Yeah, it’s not the Wi-Fi that’s funny, dear. It’s this whole circus!”

A Week Later

A week passed, and the couple barely spoke. Then, one evening, the husband came home, whistling and holding a big box.

“What’s that?” his wife asked nervously.

“It’s a home security camera system,” he said with a smile. “High-definition. Night vision. Motion sensor. The works.”

Her eyes widened. “You’re putting cameras in the house?”

He nodded. “Oh, yes. I figure it’s the best way to make sure no one—” he paused, smiling slyly, “—has any more heart attacks when I’m not home.”

She gulped. “You… don’t trust me?”

He chuckled. “Let’s just say I trust technology more than ‘Uncle Joe.’”

From that day on, every time his wife’s phone buzzed, the husband would grin and say, “Careful, dear — don’t overheat the Wi-Fi again.”

And that’s when she realized… she’d definitely lost her best excuse forever.

Moral of the Story

Honesty really is the best policy — especially when your cover story involves fake heart attacks and superheroes.

And as for the husband? Well, he never looked at closets — or Wi-Fi routers — the same way again!