Sam met his friend Morris on the street. "Morris," he said, "I haven't
seen you in years. You look terrible - what's happened?"
"You won't believe," said Morris. I got married three times in the last
three years and buried three wives!"
"How terrible, Morris, how tragic," Sam said. "What happened?"
"Three years ago, I married this rich widow, and she died a month later
after eating poison mushrooms. A year later, I met this wealthy divorcee,
and she died a month after we married, again from poison mushrooms. Then
last year, I married again, and a month later, she died."
"Don't tell me," Sam said. "Poison mushrooms."
"No, a fractured skull," said Morris. "She wouldn't eat the poison
mushrooms."
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