The older you are and the longer you have been married, the funnier this
is. The wife and I were
sitting around the breakfast table one lazy
Sunday morning and I said to her, “If I were
to die suddenly, I want you to immediately sell
all my stuff.” “Now why would you want me
to do something like that?” she
asked. “I figure that you would
eventually remarry and I don’t want some other
asshole using my stuff.” She looked at me and said:
“What makes you think I’d marry another
asshole?”