Jack decides to go skiing with his buddy Bob. They load up
Jack's station-wagon and head north. After driving for a
few hours, they get caught in a terrible blizzard. They
pull into a nearby farmhouse and ask the attractive lady of
the house if they can spend the night.

"I'm recently widowed," she explains, "and I'm afraid the
neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house."

"Not to worry," Jack says, "we'll be happy to sleep in the
barn."

Nine months later, Jack gets a letter from the widow's
attorney. He calls up his friend Bob and says, "Bob, do
you remember that good looking widow at the farm we stayed
at?"

"Yes, I do."

"Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night and
have sex with her?

"Yes, I have to admit that I did."

"Did you happen to use my name instead of telling her your
name?"

Bob's face turns red and he says, "Yeah, I'm afraid I did."

"Well, thanks a lot, pal...she just died and left me her
farm."