Once upon a time, a woman found herself in quite the predicament. She was in the middle of a cozy moment with her lover when she heard the unmistakable sound of her husband’s key turning in the front door lock. Her heart raced as she tried to think quickly.

With little time to spare, she turned to her lover and whispered urgently, “Hurry, stand in the corner!” Without missing a beat, she grabbed a bottle of baby oil and applied it to her lover’s skin. To complete the transformation, she dusted him generously with talcum powder. “Don’t move until I tell you,” she instructed him with a stern whisper. “Pretend you’re a statue.”

As her husband entered the room, his eyes were immediately drawn to the peculiar sight. “What’s the story with this?” he asked, gesturing towards the corner. “Oh, that?” she replied, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. “It’s just a statue. The Smiths bought one recently, and I thought it was such a brilliant idea that I decided we should have one too.” The husband seemed to accept the explanation, and not another word was exchanged about the new ‘decoration’ in their room.

Life continued as normal, with the couple eventually going off to bed. The night rolled on peacefully until around two in the morning when the husband quietly slipped out of bed. He tiptoed to the kitchen where he fixed himself a sandwich and poured a glass of beer. Upon returning to their bedroom, he approached the ‘statue’ with a smile.

“Here, have this,” he offered, placing the sandwich and beer in front of the motionless figure. Then, with a knowing look, he added, “You know, when I stood like that for two days at the Smiths’ house, no one ever brought me anything.”