Cremation
A woman recently lost her
husband. She had him cremated and brought
his ashes home. Picking up the urn that he was in, she poured him out on
the patio table.
Then, while tracing her fingers in the ashes, she started talking to him.
"Irving, you know that fur coat you promised me? I bought it with
the insurance money!"
"Irving, remember that new car you promised me? Well, I also bought
it with the insurance money! "
"Irving, do you remember that emerald necklace you promised me?
I bought it, too, with the insurance money."
Still tracing her finger in the ashes, she said, "Irving, remember that
blow job I promised you?
Here it comes ..."