A woman goes into the local newspaper
office to see that the obituary for her recently deceased husband is
published. After
the editor informs her that the fee for the
obituary is 50
cents a word, she pauses, reflects and then says, „Well,
then,
let it read ‚Fred Brown died‘.“
Confounded at the
woman’s thrift, the editor stammers that there
is a 7-word minimum for
all obituaries. The woman pauses again,
counts on her fingers and
replies, „In that case, ‚Fred Brown
died: 1983 Pick-up for
sale‘.“
