Not really funny, but...

Rico says his father sends along this one:

At dawn the telephone rings: "Hello, Señor Rod? This is Ernesto, the caretaker at your country house."
"Ah, yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?"
"I am just calling to advise you, Señor Rod, that your parrot, he is dead."
"My parrot? Dead? The one that won the international competition?"
"Si, Señor, that is the one."
"Damn! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?"
"From eating the rotten meat, Señor Rod."
"Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?"
"Nobody, Señor. He ate the meat of the dead horse."
"Dead horse? What dead horse?"
"The thoroughbred, Señor Rod."
"My prize thoroughbred is dead?"
"Si, Señor Rod, he died from pulling the water cart."
"What water cart?"
"The one we used to put out the fire, Señor."
"Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?"
"The one at your house, Señor. A candle fell and the curtains caught on fire."
"Are you saying that my mansion is destroyed because of a candle?"
"Si, Señor Rod."
"But there's electricity at the house! What the hell was the candle for?"
"For the funeral, Señor Rod."
"Whose funeral?"
"Your wife's, Señor Rod". She showed up very late one night and I thought her a thief, so I hit her with your new Ping titanium-head golf club with the graphite shaft."
Silence.
A long silence.
A very long silence.
"Ernesto, if you broke that driver, you are in deep shit."