I woke up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night and I noticed a Muslim, sneaking through my next door neighbor's garden.
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.
Carol, my lovely wife said, "Baboon you're shaking, what is it?"
"You'll never believe what I've just seen," I said, "that son of a biatch next door still has my shovel."