Skiing
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 house." "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 name?" 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!
