OOPS!

DEAR NEIGHBOR:

Hi, Fred; this is Richard next door.

I’ve got a confession to make. I’ve been riddled with guilt for a few months and have been trying to get up the courage to tell you face-to-face. At least I’m telling you in this text, and I can’t live with myself a minute longer without your knowing about this.
The truth is that, when you’re not around, I’ve been sharing your
wife, day & night. In fact, probably much more than you. I haven’t
been getting it at home recently, and I know that that’s no excuse. The temptation was just too great. I can’t live with the guilt and hope you’ll accept my sincere apology and forgive me. Please suggest a fee for usage, and I’ll pay you.
Regards, Richard

NEIGHBOR’S RESPONSE:
Fred, feeling very angry and betrayed, grabbed his gun, went next door and shot Richard, killing him. He went back home and shot his wife. He poured himself a stiff drink and sat down on the sofa. Fred then looked at his phone and discovered a 2nd text message from Richard.

2ND TEXT MESSAGE:
Hi, Fred. Richard here again. Sorry about the typo on my last text.

I expect you figured it out and noticed that the darned Auto-Correct had changed “wi-fi” to “wife.” Technology, huh? It’ll be the death of us all.

Regards, Richard