A man called his insurance salesman neighbor to go over some issues and results of his insurance policy. As they spoke, he asked, "Say I take this life insurance for my wife today and tomorrow she dies? What will I get?"
The clerk paused before clearly and suspiciously articulating, "Life without parole. At the very minimum, twenty years."
The clerk paused before clearly and suspiciously articulating, "Life without parole. At the very minimum, twenty years."
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