While picking up a few things at the supermarket, a guy notices a stunning woman with a shopping trolley grinning and waving directly at him.
Puzzled, he approaches her. “I’m sorry,” he says, “have we met?”
She smiles knowingly. “I believe you’re the father of one of my kids.”
His heart nearly stops. His mind scrambles back to the only night he ever betrayed his wife.
“Oh no… were you the exotic dancer at my bachelor party? The one I was with on the pool table while my buddies watched and your coworker smacked my arse with wet celery?”
She looks into his eyes and says calmly, “No, I’m your son’s teacher.”
