| Santa and his wife Jeeto were sitting around the breakfast table one lazy Sunday morning. Santa said to her, "If I were to die suddenly, I want you to immediately sell all my stuff." "Now why would you want me to do something like that?" she asked. "I figure that you would eventually remarry and I don't want some other jerk using my stuff." Jeeto looked at Santa and said, "What makes you think I'd marry another jerk?" |