A married couple are having breakfast when suddenly the husband asks, 'If I died, would you re-marry?'
Surprised at the question, the wife asks, 'Are you alright?'
'Oh, I'm fine, in terrific shape. I was just curious if you'd re-marry .'
Truly upset now, the wife answers, 'That's a horrid question. We're having a lovely breakfast and you bring up death. I'm not going to answer that.' And she doesn't, but the husband continues to pester her for the next few days. She's finally had enough and blurts out, 'OK, fine. Yes, I would get married again if you died.'
'Hmm. Would you and your new husband sell our house?'
'No, that wouldn't make sense. I mean, the memories would be painful for a bit, but it's a perfectly nice house, so no, I don't think I'd sell.'
'What about our bed - would you sell that?'
'You're crazy - that bed's practically new. I imagine we'd keep it.'
'Would you let him use my golf clubs?'
'Don't be silly. He's left-handed.'
Boru
Surprised at the question, the wife asks, 'Are you alright?'
'Oh, I'm fine, in terrific shape. I was just curious if you'd re-marry .'
Truly upset now, the wife answers, 'That's a horrid question. We're having a lovely breakfast and you bring up death. I'm not going to answer that.' And she doesn't, but the husband continues to pester her for the next few days. She's finally had enough and blurts out, 'OK, fine. Yes, I would get married again if you died.'
'Hmm. Would you and your new husband sell our house?'
'No, that wouldn't make sense. I mean, the memories would be painful for a bit, but it's a perfectly nice house, so no, I don't think I'd sell.'
'What about our bed - would you sell that?'
'You're crazy - that bed's practically new. I imagine we'd keep it.'
'Would you let him use my golf clubs?'
'Don't be silly. He's left-handed.'
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson