I Saw the Message ‘I’m Pregnant’ on My Husband’s Phone and Secretly Came to Dinner With a Stranger

When Caroline read the words “I’M PREGNANT” on her husband Daniel’s phone, she laughed it off as a mistake. But when another message followed, this time inviting him to dinner, she knew she had to uncover the truth. What she discovered that night was a secret Daniel had hoped to keep buried.

What would you do if you found a message from a stranger that said, “I’M PREGNANT,” on your husband’s phone? Would you laugh it off as a mistake? Or would it consume you, gnawing at your thoughts until you had to uncover the truth?

I’m Caroline, 42, and I’ve been married to Daniel for 12 years. We have two boys, ten and five, and we’ve built a messy, beautiful life together. I’ve never had a reason to distrust him. We’ve always shared everything — our phones, our plans, and our dreams.

Portrait of an emotional woman | Source: Midjourney

Portrait of an emotional woman | Source: Midjourney

If his phone buzzed while he was out of reach, he’d just say, “Can you read that for me?” That’s why, when his phone pinged last Tuesday while he was rinsing dishes, I didn’t think twice.

I picked it up and saw a text from an unknown number: “I’M PREGNANT.”

At first, I laughed, calling out to him, “Wrong number, babe. Someone’s telling you they’re pregnant!” I was already reaching to show him the screen.

Daniel turned his head, water still running, and smiled briefly. “Weird,” he said, shrugging. “Just delete it.”

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A shocked woman staring at a phone | Source: Midjourney

That night, as I lay in bed, the memory of his dismissive tone gnawed at me. I rolled over to face him in the darkness.

“Daniel?” I whispered. “Are you awake?”

“Mmm,” he murmured. “What’s wrong?”

“Remember that text today? It just felt… strange. The way you brushed it off.”

He reached for my hand under the covers. “Caroline, honey, you’re overthinking this. Come here.” He pulled me closer, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right.

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An anxious man | Source: Midjourney

“It’s just… you didn’t even look at it. Aren’t you curious who might have the wrong number?”

“It’s probably just spam,” he said, his voice thick with sleep. “Let’s not let some random text ruin our peace, okay?”

I hesitated. Something about how quickly he dismissed it felt off, but I told myself I was being paranoid. It was probably just some poor woman texting the wrong number, right?

But then, two days later, there was another message. This one made my stomach twist: “Will be waiting for you at La Bella Vita on Friday. Got a reservation at 7 p.m. See you then. Love you.”

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A startled woman looking at a smartphone | Source: Midjourney

I stared at the screen, my heart pounding in my chest. This wasn’t a mistake. It couldn’t be. The first message was strange enough, but this one? It was clear. This person wasn’t texting the wrong number — they were texting MY HUSBAND.

That night, as we sat on the couch after the kids were in bed, I casually asked, “Hey, have you gotten any more weird messages from that number?”

Daniel didn’t even flinch. “No,” he said, reaching for the remote.

I pressed further. “Are you sure?”

He glanced at me briefly, his expression calm but dismissive. “Yeah! Someone’s just messing around. Forget about it, honey.”

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A man lying in his bed and smiling | Source: Midjourney

I grabbed the remote from his hand and switched off the TV. The screen went dark, but my mind buzzed with suspicion. Why would Daniel lie to me?

By Friday, the message had completely consumed my thoughts. My husband claimed he had a work meeting that night and would be home late.

“I’ll just eat with the boys,” I said casually, trying to keep my voice steady.

“Sorry, babe,” he said, pulling on his jacket. “I’ll make it up to you this weekend.” He kissed the top of my head and walked out.

As soon as the door closed, I grabbed my keys and called the babysitter. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely dial the number.

“Yes, ma’am?” our regular sitter, Jenny, answered.

“Jenny, I need you to come over. Right now. It’s an emergency.”

A distressed woman talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney

A distressed woman talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney

“Is everything okay?” she asked, concern evident in her voice.

I choked back a sob. “I don’t know. I honestly don’t know anymore.”

La Bella Vita was one of those upscale restaurants where couples celebrate anniversaries and job promotions. It wasn’t the kind of place you went for a casual meal.

I sat in my car in the parking lot, gripping the steering wheel. My stomach churned, and for a moment, I wondered if I should just drive home. But then I thought about the texts from the stranger. If I ignored this, I’d never be able to forgive myself.

I caught my reflection in the rearview mirror. “You can do this,” I whispered to myself. “Whatever happens in there, you deserve the truth.”

At 7:30, I walked inside.

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An agitated woman sitting in a car | Source: Midjourney

The hostess greeted me with a smile. “Do you have a reservation?”

“No,” I said, scanning the dining room behind her. My heart stopped when I saw Daniel sitting at a table near the window.

He wasn’t alone. His hand was on HERS.

There was a young girl, maybe 17 or 18, sitting across from him. Her face was animated, her hands gesturing as she talked. Beside her was an older woman — close to my age, but dressed in a way that screamed “trying to impress.”

And Daniel? He was smiling. The girl’s hand rested lightly on his as he listened to her.

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Close-up shot of a man holding a woman’s hand | Source: Pexels

My legs felt like lead as I walked toward them. Each step felt like walking through quicksand, my chest tightening with every breath.

“So, this is your ‘work meeting’?” I hissed.

Daniel’s head snapped up, his eyes wide. “Caroline!” he said, half-standing. “Wh… what are you doing here? How did you…? WELL, I’M SO GLAD THAT YOU CAME!”

“Are you?” I asked, folding my arms.

“Please,” he said quickly, pulling out an empty chair. “Sit down. I can explain everything.”

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A furious woman in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

I glanced at the two women. The younger girl looked confused, but the older woman? She looked annoyed, like I’d just crashed something important.

“Who is she?” the older woman demanded, her eyes narrowing at Daniel. “You didn’t say anyone else was coming.”

“She’s my wife, Caroline. I didn’t know she was coming,” Daniel admitted, his voice strained. “Caroline, please, sit down.”

I sat down, my eyes never leaving Daniel. “Start explaining.”

Daniel took a deep breath. “This is… complicated. Caroline, this is my daughter, Sophie. And this is her mother, Lisa.”

His words didn’t make sense. “Your DAUGHTER?” I repeated.

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An anxious man in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

My head literally started spinning. I gripped the edge of the table to steady myself when Daniel nodded, tears slowly brimming in his eyes.

“A daughter?” I whispered. “All these years… all these years we’ve been together, and you never once mentioned —”

“Because I didn’t know!” Daniel’s voice cracked. “Caroline, look at me. I swear on our boys’ lives, I had no idea until a few weeks ago.”

“A few weeks?”

“Yes,” he said, leaning forward. “She’s 18. I didn’t know about her until a few weeks ago. Lisa and I dated in high school. We broke up, and… I had no idea she was pregnant when we broke up. She raised our child… alone.”

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Grayscale shot of a pregnant woman | Source: Unsplash

I turned to Lisa, who was sitting stiffly in her chair. “You’ve known for 18 years and never thought to tell him?”

Lisa’s expression hardened. “We didn’t exactly part on good terms. And honestly, I didn’t think he’d care.”

“Didn’t think he’d care?” I snapped. “Then why now? What made you decide to contact him?”

Sophie spoke up for the first time, her voice small. “Mom always said he left us…”

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A sad young girl in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

“That’s not true,” Daniel said firmly, his eyes glistening. “Sophie, I would never have abandoned you. Never.”

Lisa’s face flushed. “Well, it doesn’t matter now, does it? We’re here because Sophie’s pregnant.”

I blinked, stunned. “She’s PREGNANT?”

Lisa nodded. “And I don’t want her to make the same mistakes I did. The man has to take responsibility, and as Sophie’s father, Daniel needs to help us… financially.”

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An annoyed woman frowning | Source: Midjourney

My jaw clenched as I turned to Daniel. “Financially? You didn’t think to discuss this with me first?”

“Caroline,” Daniel started, “I was going to tell you —”

“When?” I cut him off. “Before or after you handed them a check?”

Sophie burst into tears. “I’m sorry,” she sobbed. “I didn’t want any of this. Mom insisted…”

Lisa crossed her arms and glared at me. “This is none of your business. It’s between my daughter and her father.”

“None of my business?” I laughed bitterly. “This absolutely is my business. If Daniel’s going to support you financially, it’s coming out of OUR budget. The budget that feeds our children, pays for their school, and their future.”

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A frustrated woman with her arms crossed | Source: Midjourney

“Your children?” Lisa sneered. “Sophie is his flesh and blood too!”

“Stop it!” Sophie cried out. “Just stop! I can’t take this anymore!” She pushed back from the table, her chair scraping loudly against the floor.

“Sophie, wait —” Daniel reached for her, but she pulled away.

“I never wanted money,” she said, tears streaming down her face. “I just… I just wanted to know my father. To know if he would’ve wanted me if he had known.”

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A distressed young girl | Source: Midjourney

Daniel’s face crumpled. “Of course I would have wanted you. Sophie, please —”

I watched the scene unfold, something nagging at the back of my mind. Sophie’s outburst felt… rehearsed somehow. Like a performance designed to tug at our heartstrings.

Years of teaching drama to fifth graders had made me pretty good at spotting the difference between genuine emotion and acting. And something about this felt off.

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A suspicious woman staring at someone | Source: Midjourney

I turned to Daniel, my voice low and steady. “If you’re going to help them, fine. But we need proof. A DNA test to confirm she’s YOUR daughter, and a medical certificate confirming the pregnancy. Until then, we’re not committing to anything.”

Lisa’s face turned red. “How dare you question us?”

“Because this affects MY family too,” I said firmly. “If you’re telling the truth, you shouldn’t have a problem proving it.”

The meeting ended awkwardly. Lisa stormed out, dragging Sophie with her, and Daniel stayed behind, his head in his hands.

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A woman storming out of the room | Source: Pexels

“Caroline,” he said softly, “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to keep this from you. I just… I didn’t know how to handle it when Lisa and Sophie texted me. Lisa said she got my number from one of my college friends.”

I reached across the table and lifted his chin. “Look at me. Did you really not know about Sophie?”

His eyes met mine, filled with pain and regret. “I swear to you, I had no idea. When Lisa contacted me… it was like my whole world shifted. She told me that I have a daughter, Caroline. A daughter I never knew existed.”

“You should have started with the truth,” I said, standing up. “From now on, that’s the only thing I’m willing to accept.”

The next few days were tense. Lisa sent a few more texts asking for money, but Daniel stuck to my request for proof. When we insisted on a DNA test, the messages stopped altogether, and both their numbers were suddenly disconnected.

A woman seeing her phone | Source: Midjourney

A woman seeing her phone | Source: Midjourney

One night, I found Daniel sitting alone in the dark, staring at his phone.

“What if she really was my daughter?” he whispered. “What if I just lost my only chance to know her?”

I wrapped my arms around him from behind. “If Sophie is your daughter, she’ll find you again.”

A week later, Daniel got a call from an old friend and was shaken to his core.

“Lisa has pulled this trick before with her ‘pregnant daughter,’” he told Daniel. “Same story, different guy, pal. Both Lisa and Sophie are running a scam. They target Lisa’s exes from high school, claiming Sophie is their long-lost child. Last year, they got ten grand from Mike — her ex before she started dating you — and disappeared from town before he figured out the truth.”

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A shocked man talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney

That night, as we lay in bed, Daniel finally broke down. The sobs that wracked his body were unlike anything I’d ever heard from him.

“I really thought…” he choked out. “For a moment, I really believed I had a daughter.”

I held him close. “You were naive… but don’t let anyone take advantage of your kindness again.”

Daniel hugged me tight, tears in his eyes. “Thank you for being strong when I wasn’t,” he whispered.

I kissed his cheek. “We’re a team, Daniel. But if you ever lie to me again, that team is over.”

He nodded, pulling me closer. “Never again,” he promised. “Our family is everything to me. Everything.”

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A couple comforting each other | Source: Pexels

As we drifted off to sleep, I thought about how easily a few text messages had almost shattered our world. And how a stranger’s fake tears had nearly cost us not just money, but our trust in each other.

I held Daniel closer, grateful that we’d emerged stronger, wiser, and more united than before. Sometimes the hardest moments show us exactly what we’re made of and what we’re worth fighting for.

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A woman smiling | Source: Midjourney

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

10 Best Christmas Jokes to Kick off the Holiday Spirit

Get ready to ho-ho-howl with laughter! These 10 Christmas jokes are packed with holiday cheer and cheeky humor to keep your spirits bright. Whether you need a quick laugh or a joke to share at the holiday table, these festive funnies will surely bring everyone joy!

Ah, Christmas! The time of year when everything sparkles, people get a little more generous, and we all pretend fruitcake is something we look forward to eating.

A woman sitting at a table with a plate of fruitcake | Source: Pexels

A woman sitting at a table with a plate of fruitcake | Source: Pexels

The holiday season is full of cheer, and it’s also a great time for laughter. Whether you’re cozy by the fireplace or stuck at a family gathering looking for a way to break the ice, these jokes are sure to bring a smile.

So grab your hot cocoa, settle in, and get ready to chuckle with these festive funnies!

A Christmas Test at Heaven’s Gates

Three men find themselves at the pearly gates of heaven on Christmas Eve. Saint Peter meets them with a stern look and a challenge.

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St. Peter standing at heaven’s gates | Source: Midjourney

“To get into heaven tonight, you each need to show me something that represents Christmas.”

The first man digs into his pockets, pulls out a match, and lights it. “This is a Christmas candle,” he says with a hopeful smile.

“Impressive,” Saint Peter says and waves him through.

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A man holding a lit match | Source: Pexels

The second man reaches into his jacket and jangles a set of keys. “These are Christmas bells,” he grins.

Saint Peter nods, letting him pass.

Then, the third man steps up, pulling out a pair of red panties.

Puzzled, Saint Peter asks, “And what on earth do these have to do with Christmas?”

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Women’s underwear | Source: Unsplash

The man smirks, “They’re Carol’s.”

If that joke didn’t light your Christmas candle, this next one might leave you laughing all the way to New Year’s Day. It’s a story of holiday hangovers, memory lapses, and a husband waking up to a Christmas surprise he definitely wasn’t expecting.

The Hungover Husband’s Christmas Surprise

Paul wakes up groggy and disoriented after his company’s Christmas party. He can barely remember how he got home, and his pounding headache isn’t helping.

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A man sitting on the side of the bed | Source: Pexels

As he pries his eyes open, he notices a glass of water, two aspirin, and a single red rose on his nightstand. His clothes are neatly folded, and the room is spotless. In the bathroom, he notices he has a black eye, and his wife has left him a note on the mirror.

“Darling, breakfast is on the stove. I left early to pick up groceries for your favorite dinner tonight. I love you!”

In the kitchen, a full breakfast is waiting, and his son is already at the table.

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A boy eating breakfast | Source: Midjourney

Paul asks his son, “What happened last night?”

“Well, you got home super late, totally drunk, and made a mess. You tripped over the coffee table, broke it, and smashed into the door, giving yourself that black eye.”

Confused, Paul stammers, “Then why is everything so perfect this morning?”

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A confused man | Source: Midjourney

His son shrugs, “Oh, that’s easy. When Mum tried to take off your pants, you yelled, ‘Leave me alone! I’m married!’”

Let’s keep it going with a military twist on Christmas wishes. Sometimes, what you ask for isn’t exactly what you get, especially when you’re stationed away from home. This one’s for anyone who knows the struggles of life in uniform during the holidays.

The Soldier’s Christmas Wish

Two soldiers are in the mess hall chatting about past Christmas memories.

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Two soldiers chatting | Source: Midjourney

“I’ll never forget that one Christmas,” the first soldier says. “I spent an entire week peeling potatoes.”

“What happened?” his friend asks.

“Well, the sergeant asked what I wanted for Christmas,” he recalls.

“And what did you ask for?”

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A soldier | Source: Pexels

“A new sergeant,” the first soldier replies.

Ready for a joke that’s heaven-sent? This next story features a monk who spent years copying ancient texts, only to uncover a little mistake that could change everything. It’s a reminder that even the holiest of tasks can come with a hilarious twist!

The Monastic Misprint

A monk named David had spent years copying ancient religious texts by hand. He worked hard at his job and dedicated himself to upholding his vows to be obedient and celibate and free himself from the desire for possessions.

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A devout monk working on religious texts | Source: Midjourney

One day, shortly before Christmas, the head abbot entrusted David with the task of verifying the original manuscripts had been copied and translated precisely, word-for-word.

On Christmas day, David was nowhere to be found. Eventually, the head abbot located him in the archives, crying uncontrollably.

“Brother David, what’s wrong?” the abbot asked.

“All this time… we’ve been copying it wrong,” David sobbed.

“Copying what wrong?” the abbot pressed.

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A monk and an abbot looking at religious texts | Source: Midjourney

“The word wasn’t ‘celibate’… it was ‘celebrate’!”

If you thought that last one was divine, the next joke shows us that sometimes family drama isn’t what it appears to be.

The Holiday Season Break-up

The day before Christmas, a father in Brisbane calls his son in Sydney.

“Sorry to ruin your holiday,” the dad says, “but your mother and I are divorcing. I just can’t take it anymore.”

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A man making a phone call | Source: Midjourney

Shocked, the son yells, “What? No, don’t do anything until I get there! I’m calling my sister.”

Moments later, the daughter phones her dad, furious. “You are NOT getting divorced! My brother and I will be there tomorrow. Don’t do a single thing!”

The father hangs up and turns to his wife.

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A solemn man glancing to one side | Source: Midjourney

He grins widely and tells her, “Well, that’s our Christmas plans sorted. The kids are on their way and they’re paying for their own travel expenses!”

Let’s keep the laughs rolling with a little tale about early Christmas shopping. You know that feeling when you’re just a bit too eager to grab your gifts? Well, this next joke proves that timing is everything — even when it comes to snagging those holiday deals earlier than expected.

The Early Christmas Shopper

A man stands trial during the Christmas season. The judge asks the defendant, “Mr. Jones, what exactly are you accused of doing?”

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A judge in a courtroom | Source: Midjourney

“Your honor, I was just doing my Christmas shopping early,” the man says innocently.

“There’s nothing illegal about that,” the judge replies. “What time did you start?”

“Before the store opened.”

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A somber man | Source: Midjourney

Time for a trip to the airport, where holiday cheer meets travel stress in the best way possible. Even if you’re not a fan of mistletoe, this next joke might make you look twice before checking in your bags this Christmas season.

Airport Mistletoe Mishap

Dave wasn’t feeling the holiday spirit as he waited at the airport just before Christmas. He noticed some mistletoe hanging above the luggage scale.

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Mistletoe at the airport | Source: Midjourney

Annoyed, he told the airline attendant, “Even if we were dating, I wouldn’t kiss you under such tacky mistletoe.”

The attendant smirked, “Sir, that mistletoe isn’t for you to kiss me. It’s there so you can kiss your luggage goodbye.”

Hold onto your Santa hats because this next joke features a kid with a very “creative” approach to getting his Christmas wishes granted.

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Man talking to airline attendant at the luggage area | Source: Midjourney

When it comes to writing letters to Santa (or Jesus), this boy takes negotiation tactics to a whole new level.

The Kid’s Christmas Bargain

A little boy starts writing his Christmas letter to Santa, but his mom interrupts him.

“You’ve been so naughty this year,” she scolds. “You’d better write that letter to Jesus instead.”

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A child sitting at a table | Source: Midjourney

He thinks for a moment, then begins writing to Jesus, but quickly realizes he can’t lie about being good. Frustrated, he goes for a walk to clear his mind and spots a nativity scene.

Suddenly, he snatches the statue of Mary.

Returning home, he starts his new letter: “Dear Jesus, if you ever want to see your mother again…”

From a mischievous kid to a quick-witted teen, our next joke shows that sometimes biblical excuses can go hilariously wrong.

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A Christmas nativity scene | Source: Pexels

It’s a classic case of trying to outsmart a parent — only to learn an unexpected lesson.

Long Hair, Don’t Care

After acing his exams and diligently studying the Bible, Danny asks his clergyman father if he can get a car for Christmas.

“You’ve done great with your studies,” his father says. “But I’m disappointed you haven’t cut your hair.”

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A teen boy | Source: Midjourney

Danny smiles. “Dad, in the Bible, I noticed that Jesus, Moses, and Samson all had long hair.”

His father nods, “Yes, but did you also notice they walked everywhere?”

And now, let’s end on a high note with a husband who’s in for a surprise of his own while Christmas shopping.

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A mall decorated for Christmas | Source: Pexels

Just when he thinks he’s found a sentimental moment, he gets a reality check guaranteed to leave you laughing out loud.

The Husband’s Christmas Misunderstanding

A couple is shopping at the mall on Christmas Eve when the husband realizes he’s lost his wife. Frantic, he calls her.

“Honey,” she says calmly, “do you remember the jewelry store where you saw that expensive watch you loved five years ago? The one I said I’d get you one day?”

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A man speaking on his cell phone | Source: Midjourney

His eyes well up. “Yes, I remember.”

“Well,” she replies, “I’m in the lingerie store next to it.”

And there you have it — a sleigh of laughs to brighten your holiday season! Whether you share these jokes at a family dinner or use them to lighten the mood at a holiday party, they’re sure to spread some Christmas cheer.

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After all, the best gifts are the ones that bring a smile. So go ahead, share the laughter, and enjoy a merry, jolly, joke-filled Christmas!

For many people, Christmas is a time for family, so keep the laughs coming with these jokes about family life.

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