Lenny went on vacation and asked Bobby to watch over his house. About a week later, Lenny calls home and asked "How's my cat?".
Bobby hesitated and sadly told Lenny his cat died.
"What?! Lenny swooned, you shouldn't have broke the news to me like that! You should have done it slowly. The first time I called, you should have told me he was on the roof. The second time I called, you should have said there was no way to get him down. The third time I called, you should have told me that you tried to get her off the roof, but she fell down and died," explained Lenny.
Bobby apologized and went about his day.
About a week later, Lenny called again and asked "How's my Granny?".
There was a long silence and then Bobby replied. "She's on the roof."
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There was this guy who was terrified of flying. Terrified there would be a bomb on board and blow the plane to bits and thus he never flew. But there came a time through his job he was confronted with flying and there was no way to get out of it.
He sought psychiatric help to rid him of his fear and enquired of the doctor about the chances of there actually being a bomb on board to which the doctor responded:
"The chance of there being a bomb on board your flight is enormously remote"
"Hmmmm" thought the guy, Compelling but he wasn't sold. "How about if there were TWO bombs on the same plane?
"Oh My God" exclaimed the doctor. "The chances of there being two bombs on the same plane are unfathomable and beyond any scope of reasoning"
With that, the guy was satisfied and became an avid flyer. . . . but he always carried a bomb.