

Well, the "system" would not let me upload the picture, but y'all get the idea...
One lazy Sunday morning, the wife & I were quiet and thoughtful sitting around the breakfast table when I said to her unexpectedly,
When I die, I want you to immediately sell all of my stuff.
Now, why would I want to do something like that, she asked?
He replied, well, I figure a woman as fine as yourself would want to remarry, and I don't want some other a$$hole using my stuff,
She looked at him intently and said:
What makes you think I would marry another a$$hole?



