>Once there were twins, Joe and John. Joe was the owner of a dilapidated
>old boat. It so happened that John's wife died the same day that
Joe's
>boat sank.
>A few days later, a kindly old woman saw Joe and mistook him for
John.
>She said, 'I'm sorry to hear about your loss. You must just feel
>terrible.'
>Joe, thinking that she was talking about his boat, said, 'Heck
no, fact
>is I'm sort of glad to be rid of her. She was a rotten old thing
right
>from the beginning. Her bottom was all shrivelled up and she
smelled
>like old dead fish.
>She was always losing her water, she had a bad crack in the back
and a
>pretty big hole in the front too. Every time I used her, her hole
got
>bigger and she leaked like crazy.
>I guess what finally finished her off was when I rented her to
these
>four guys looking for a good time. I warned them that she wasn't
very
>good, but they wanted to use her anyhow. The fools tried to get
in her
>all at once and she split right up the middle.'
>The old lady fainted.
>
>
