When I Die Husband:
Honey, when I die, will you marry again? Wife: I am afraid I will. You know how much I hate solitude. Husband: Will you let him drive my car? Wife: Well, I think so. Husband: Will you let him sit in my favorite chair? Wife: Maybe. Husband: Will you let him have my gold watch? Wife: Maybe. Husband: Will you let him wear my nice suits? Wife: No, he is shorter.