a cafe with his morning coffee when he noticed a
most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery. A long
black hearse was followed by a second long black hearse about 50 feet
behind the first. Behind the second hearse was a solitary man walking a
pitbull on a leash. Behind him was a queue of 200 men walking in single file.
The man couldn't stand the curiosity. He respectfully approached
the man walking the dog. 'I am so sorry for your loss, and I know now is
a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this with
so many of you walking in single file. Whose funeral is it?'
The man replied, 'Well, that first hearse is for my wife.'
'What happened to her?'
The man replied, 'My dog attacked and killed her.'
He inquired further, 'Well, who is in the second hearse?'
The man answered, 'My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife
when the dog turned on her.'
A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passes between the two
'Can I borrow the dog?'
'Join the queue.'
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