Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. They loaded up Jack’s station-wagon and headed north.
After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard. They pulled into a nearby farmhouse and asked the attractive lady of the house if they could spend the night.
“I’m recently widowed,” she explained, “and I’m afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house.”
“Not to worry,” Jack said, “we’ll be happy to sleep in the barn. We’ll be gone at first light.”
The lady agreed and they settled into the barn for the night.
Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they went on their way.
Nine months later, Jack got a letter from an attorney. After reading it, he thought for a few minutes and realized he must be the widow’s attorney.
He called up his friend Bob and said, “Bob, do you remember that good-looking widow at the farm we stayed at?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?” Jack asked.
“Yes, I have to admit that I did.”
“Did you happen to use my name instead of telling her your name?” Jack asked.
Bob’s face turns red and he said, “Yeah, I’m afraid I did.”
“Well, thanks!” Jack replied, “she just died and left me everything!”
