|Old farmer Michael was dying. The family was standing around his bed.|
With a low voice he sad to his wife, "Susan, when I'm dead and gone... I want you to marry farmer Joe."
"Oh no, I couldn't marry anyone after you!" Maude replies.
"But I want you to, Susan."
"But why?' Susan asks.
"Because that no good son of a bitch once cheated me in a horse trade!"