When Mr. Wilkins answered the door late in the evening one day
after he'd lost his wife in a scuba diving incident in Monterey Bay,
he was greeted by two grim-faced police officers.
"We're sorry to call on you at this late hour, Mr. Wilkins, but we have some information about your wife."
"Well.... tell me!" he demanded.
One of the officers said: "We have some bad news, some pretty good news, and some really great news.
Which do you want to hear first?"
Fearing the worst, Mr. Wilkins said, "Give me the bad news first."
So the police officer says: "I'm sorry to have to tell you this sir,
but we found your wife's body this morning in Monterey Bay."
"OH MY GOD!" said Mr. Wilkins, overcome by emotion.
Then, remembering what the officer had said, he asked, "What's the good news?"
"Well...." said the officer, "When we pulled her up,
she had two five pound lobsters and a dozen good size Dungeness crabs on her."
"Huh?" he said, not understanding. So, what's the great news?"
The officer smiled, licking his chops, and said, "We're going to pull her up again tomorrow morning."