Jim and Jack were on the 14th hole, ready to tee off when a
funeral procession drove down the adjoining road.
Seeing the hearse, Jim stopped, took off his hat,
and placed his hand over his heart.
"Wow!" said Jack, "I never knew you had so much respect for the dead."
"I ought to ", said Jim, "I was married to her for forty years!"
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