David Beckham runs in early from training one afternoon and dashes to
the bedroom to find Posh spread out on the bed naked, puffing and panting.
Becks asks her suspiciously "What are you doing?"
Posh stutters a reply "I'm - er, er.... I'm having a heart attack"
"Oh no" he cries in despair. "I'll call an ambulance".
He runs downstairs, picks up the phone and begins dialling 999.
However,he is stopped in his tracks by a tearful Brooklyn. "What's the matter, son?"asks Becks.
"Uncle Giggsy is in the wardrobe with no clothes on, daddy" sniffles Brooklyn.
Infuriated by this, Beckham runs upstairs and kicks down the wardrobe
door.
Sure enough, the carpet-chested Welshman is stood there, starkers.
"You w@nker Giggsy" screams Becks. "My wife is right over there having
a heart attack, and you're running around naked scaring the sh!t out of
Brooklyn."
