An attractive 30 something woman was sitting in a local tavern when she struck up a casual conversation with a much older female patron. Turns out the older woman was trying to drink away the sadness of the loss of her long-time husband. The younger woman, feeling empathy for the older woman’s suffering, told the older woman that she had been married three times and that all of her husbands had died. The conversation went like this:
OLD WOMAN: My, my. But you are so young to have outlived three husbands. How did they die?
YOUNG WOMAN: Well the first one died after eating poison mushrooms.
OLD WOMAN: ** REALLY!!! ** That’s so unusual. What happened to the second husband?
YOUNG WOMAN: He died from eating poison mushrooms too.
OLD WOMAN: ** Oh my God!!! ** That’s a terrible coincidence. Don’t tell me the third one died from eating poison mushrooms too.
YOUNG WOMAN: No. He died of a fractured skull. He wouldn’t eat his poison mushrooms.
