A father had three very active boys.
One summer evening, he was playing cops and robbers in the back yard after dinner.
One of the boys “shot” his father and yelled, “Bang! You’re dead!”
He slumped to the ground and when he didn’t get up right away, a neighbor ran over to see if he had been hurt in the fall.
When the neighbor bent over, the overworked father opened one eye and said, “Shhh. Don’t give me away. It’s the only chance I’ve had to rest all day.”