A guy texts his neighbor:
—Bob, I’m sorry. I’ve been riddled with guilt and I have to confess: I have been helping myself to your wife when you’re not around, probably more than you realize. I know it’s no excuse, but I don’t get it at home. I can’t live with the guilt any longer. I hope you’ll accept my sincerest apology. It won’t happen again.
The man, feeling outrage and betrayal, grabs his gun, goes into the bedroom, and without a word shoots his wife.
Moments later the guy gets a second text:
—I really shouldn’t rely on spell check! That should be «Wi-Fi». Sorry!
