Morey and Claire are coworkers. They are also having an affair. They are in the company break room when Claire lays a bombshell:

“I’m pregnant, Morey. And the baby is yours. You’re the only man I’ve been with. When I’m not with you, I’m home alone, having bizarre dreams.”

“This can’t be!” Morey exclaims. “I had a vasectomy!”

Morey takes out his wallet and produces a P.O.V. (Proof of Vasectomy) card.

“I take it that that’s your ‘P’,” Claire comments dryly.

There’s a knock. Three strangers are at the door, bearing gifts.

“Who are you?” Claire exclaimed, although, somehow, she already knew.

“We’re the two wisemen, and this is some chick we picked up. We followed a light — which turned out to be a spotlight in front of Walmart. Anyway, your child is the new messiah. Here is some myrrh, and here is some limburger cheese.”

Claire suddenly remembers a prescient dream. “I was in the library, carrying a large book of AA Milne. I walked into the bathroom — and Pooh started talking to me.” There was a pause. Perhaps this dream was not so prescient. Claire decides to shut up and to eat some limburger with her fingers.

Morey surprises everyone by beginning to take off his shirt.

“What now, Morey? What now?” Claire cries.

Morey is now naked from the waist up. He slowly turns away from the stunned group, as he spreads his large, white wings.

Morey is an angel.

Guess that ties it all up!

Photo: William playing dressup, originally uploaded by Vinterstille. Thanks for letting me use it!