Sam met his friend Morris on the street.

"Morris," he said, "I havent seen you in years. You look terrible - whats happened?"

"You wont believe," said Morris. "I got married three times in the last three years and buried three wives!"

"How terrible, Morris, how tragic," Sam said. "What happened?"

"Three years ago, I married this rich widow, and she died a month later after eating poison mushrooms. A year later, I met this wealthy divorcee, and she died a month after we married, again from poison mushrooms. Then last year, I married again, and a month later, she died."

"Dont tell me," Sam said. "Poison mushrooms."

"No, a fractured skull," said Morris. "She wouldnt eat the poison mushrooms."