Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. They
loaded up Jack's minivan and headed north.
After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible
blizzard. They pulled into a nearby farm house and asked
the attractive lady who answered the door if they could
spend the night.
"I realize it's terrible weather out there and I have this huge
house all to myself, but I'm recently widowed," she explained,
"and I'm afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my
"Not to worry," Jack said, "we'll be happy to sleep in the
barn, and if the weather breaks, we'll be gone at first light.
The lady agreed and the two men found their way to the
barn and settled in for the night.
Come morning, the weather had cleared and they got on
their way and enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.
About nine months later, Jack got an unexpected letter from
an attorney. It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he
finally determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive
widow he met on the ski weekend.
He dropped in on his friend Bob and asked: "Bob, do you
remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed
at on our ski holiday up North."
Yes, I do."
Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to
the house and have sex with her?"
Yes," he said, a little embarrassed about being found out, "I
have to admit that I did."
And did you happen to use my name instead of telling her your
Bob's face turned red and he said, "Yeah, sorry buddy, I'm afraid
I did. Why do you ask?"
No need to apologize, Bob. She just died and left me everything!