One day Bill was out raking leaves when he saw a hearse drive by…
followed by a second hearse, followed by man solemnly walking a dog, and then a line of two hundred men walking in single file.
Intrigued, Bill questioned the man following the second hearse, “Who is that in the first hearse?”
The man replied, “My wife.”
Bill said, “I’m sorry. What happened to her?”
The man answered, “My dog bit her and she died.”
Bill asked, “And who is that in the second hearse?”
The man replied, “My mother-in-law. My dog bit her and she died as well.”
Bill eyed the dog thoughtfully for a moment and then asked the man, “Could I borrow your dog?”
To which the man replied, “Get in line.”