grabbed his gun, rushed next door and shot his neighbor dead.
He returned home, poured himself a stiff drink and sat down on the sofa to reflect. Then he took out his phone and saw he had a second message from his neighbor:
SECOND MESSAGE
Hi Fred, Alan here again. Sorry about the typo on my last text. I guess you figured it out anyway – the damned Auto-Correct changed ‘wi-fi’ to ‘wife.’ Technology, hey?
Regards, Alan