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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
counter...
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, 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!"
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