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!"