A man, overwhelmed with guilt, sent a confessional text to his next-door neighbor, Bob:

“Bob, I’m sorry. I’ve been riddled with guilt and I need to confess: I’ve been helping myself to your wife when you’re not around—probably more than you.
It’s been incredible and I just couldn’t stop. Sometimes it goes on for hours.
I know it’s no excuse, but I don’t get it at home. I can’t live with the guilt anymore.
Please forgive me. It won’t happen again.”

Shocked and furious, Bob stormed into his bedroom, yelling accusations at his wife, demanding answers.

Moments later, the man sent another text:

“Bloody autocorrect. I meant to say your Wi-Fi!”