One lazy Sunday morning the man and his wife were quietly and thoughtfully sitting around the breakfast table when he unexpectedly said," When I die, I want you to sell all my stuff right away."
"Now why would you want me to do something like that?" she asked.
"I figure a woman as fine as yourself would eventually marry, and I don't want some other asshole using my stuff."
She looked at him intently and said, "What makes you think I would marry another asshole!"
I guess they had been married long enough.---johnnyb