Rug Burner
A carpet
layer had just finished installing carpet for a lady. He stepped out for a smoke, only to
realize that he had lost his cigarettes.
In the middle of the room, under the carpet, was a bump.
“No sense pulling up the
entire floor for one pack of smokes,” he said to himself. He got out his hammer and
flattened the hump.
As he was cleaning up, the lady came in.
“Here,” she said, handing him his pack of cigarettes.
“I found
them in the hallway.”
“Now,” she said,
“if only I
could find my parakeet.”