"Dad, why are it's legs poking up like that?"
"Well, Andy" replies quick - thinking Dad, "That's so the passing Angels can reach down, pick him up, and take him to Heaven."
Three weeks later, dad is coming home from work, and is met in the street by his breathless son.
"Dad! Dad! We almost lost Mum today!!"
"Whoa, calm down, tell me slowly what happened" says Dad.
"Well, I came home from school and I heard Mum gasping for air, so I peeped in your bedroom door."
"Go on", says Dad, getting concerned.
"Next thing, Mum threw up her legs and shouted -'Jesus, I'm coming, I'm coming'...
..and if it hadn't been for Mr Jones holding her down, the Angels would have taken her for sure!!"
