Getting older, as we do, and doing things as we get older, I woke up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night.
As I passed through the kitchen, I happened to look out through the rear windows.
I noticed a burglar with a knife, sneaking through my next door neighbor's yard.
Suddenly my neighbor came from nowhere and smacked him over the head with a shovel, killing him instantly. He then dug a grave and put the body in it and covered it.

Astonished, I got back into bed.

My wife said, "You're upset, what is it?"

"You'll never believe what I've just seen," I said. "That SOB next door still has my shovel."