This morning the wife and I were sitting at the kitchen table eating a leisurely breakfast and enjoying a cup of coffee. I looked out on the deck at all my grills and cookers and said to her
"When I die I want you to sell all my stuff immediately".
"Now why would you want me to do something like that?" she asked.
"I figure a woman as fine as you will eventually remarry and I don't want some other a**hole using my stuff."
She looked at me intently and said "What makes you think I would marry ANOTHER a**hole?"
