loaded up Jack's mini
van and headed north. After driving for a few hours,
they got caught in a
terrible blizzard. They pulled up to a nearby farm
house and asked the
attractive lady who answered the door if they could
spend the night.
"I realize it's terrible weather out there and I have
this huge house all to
myself, but I'm recently widowed," she explained, "and
I'm afraid the
neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house."
"Don't worry," Jack said, "we'll be happy to sleep in
the barn, and if the
weather breaks, we'll be gone at first light."
The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to
the barn and settled in
for the night. Come morning, the weather had cleared,
and they got on their
way and enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.
About nine months later, Jack got an unexpected letter
from an attorney. It
took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he
finally determined that it
was from the attorney of that attractive widow he met
on the ski weekend.
He dropped in on his friend Bob and asked, "Bob, do
you remember that
good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our
ski holiday up North?"
"Yes, I do."
"Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night,
go up to the house and
have sex with her?"
"Yes," Bob said, a little embarrassed about being
found out. "I have to
admit that I did."
"And did you happen to use my name instead of telling
her your name?"
Bob's face turned red and he said, "Yeah, sorry buddy,
I'm afraid I did. Why
do you ask?"
"She just died and left me everything."
Thanks bowen. :)