A guy goes to his girl's house for the very first time. She shows him into the living room, and excuses herself to go to the kitchen to prepare them a drink.
He notices a little vase on the mantle. He picks it up, looks it up and down, then turns it over to read the maker's name on the bottom. A fine grey dust drifts down from inside the vase. Just then the girlfriend returns.
"What's this?" he asks, brushing the dust from his shirt.
"Oh, my father's ashes are in there," she says.
"J-j-j-j-j-eeee-z-z-z," he stammers. "I .... I .... "
"Yeah," she says. "He's just too bloody lazy to go out to the kitchen and get an ashtray"