At the mah jongg game, a matron was bragging to her club members. "That old goat of a husband of mine can't spend a dime without my consent. My lawyer drew up an agreement that will hold up
100% in any court. And when he dies, I get every cent under his last will and testicles."
"You must mean testament," said one of the ladies.
"When I say testicles, I mean testicles," laughed the woman. "Even after he's buried, I'll still have him by the balls!" |
