Two Hearses
One fall day, Dave was out raking leaves when he noticed a hearse going down the street, followed by another hearse, followed by a man walking solemnly along, followed by a dog, and then about 200 men walking in single file.
Intrigued, Dave went up to the man following the second hearse and asked who was in the first one:
- My wife - the man replied.
- I'm sorry - said Dave.
- What happened to her?
- My dog bit her and she died.
Dave was taken aback.
- And who's in the second hearse?
- My mother-in-law. My dog bit her too and she died as well.
Dave asked:
- Can I borrow your dog?
- Get in line.