The day after a man lost his wife in a scuba diving accident, he was greeted by two grim-faced policemen at his door.
- We're sorry to call on you at this hour, Mr. Wilkens, but we have some information about your wife.
- Well, tell me! - the man said.
The policeman said:
- We have some bad news, some good news and some really great news. Which do you want to hear first?
Fearing the worse, Mr. Wilkens said:
- Give me the bad news first.
So the policeman said:
- I'm sorry to tell you sir, but this morning we found your wife's body in San Francisco Bay.
- Oh my god!, - said Mr. Wilkens, overcome by emotion.
Then, remembering what the policeman had said, he asked:
- What's the good news?
- Well, - said the policeman.
- When we pulled her up she had two five-pound lobsters and a dozen good size Dungeoness crabs on her.
- If that's the good news than what's the great news?! - Mr. Wilkens demanded.
The policeman said:
- We're going to pull her up again tomorrow morning.