Commotion Behind a Hedge

Lisa and her four best friends had a standing tradition: garden parties, coffee, cake—and gossip.

Lisa especially enjoyed the last part. At every party, she had some juicy new story about at least one of the other women's husbands.

Eventually, the women told their husbands.

The husbands got together with John, Lisa's husband.

“You're our friend, right? And you'd like to stay that way, wouldn't you?”

John nodded.

“Then listen to this…”

After they explained their plan, John grinned.

-

The next garden party was held at Lisa's house.

Naturally, she had plenty of juicy stories to share again.

After a while, one of the women smiled sweetly.

“Lisa, could you please get some more of that fantastic cake from the kitchen?”

“Sure.”

Lisa got up and headed toward the house.

She never made it.

The four husbands pulled her behind a hedge.

There was a brief commotion.

A few minutes later, Lisa emerged with a bright-red face, an even redder bottom, without a stitch on her body, and a sign hanging around her neck:

I WILL NOT GOSSIP!

The men cheerfully sent her back to the table.

Her four friends burst out laughing.

“That'll teach you not to gossip about other women's husbands!”

Lisa looked down at the ground, thoroughly embarrassed.

Then she suddenly remembered something.

Her eyes locked onto her BBF.

Over her shoulder, she called out, “John, are your friends still there?”

A throat was cleared. “Yes, honey.”

“Then you might want to hear what Sarah has been saying about you…”