The Memorial Stone. Joe passed away. His will provided

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Joe passed away. His will provided $30,000 for an elaborate funeral.

As the last guests departed the affair, his wife, Helen, turned to her oldest friend.

“Well, I’m sure Joe would be pleased,” she said.

“I’m sure you’re right,” replied Jody, who lowered her voice and leaned in close.

“How much did this really cost?”

“All of it,” said Helen. “Thirty thousand.”

“No!” Jody exclaimed. “I mean, it was very nice, but $30,000?”

Helen answered. “The funeral was $6,500. I donated $500 to the church. The wake, food and drinks were another $500. The rest went for the memorial stone.”

Jody computed quickly. “$22,500 for a memorial stone? My God, how big is it?!”

“Two and a half carats.”

A woman takes her little boy to visit their dead relatives’ gravestones at a cemetery.

The little boy has never been to a cemetery before. The woman first takes her son her grandmother Annie’s gravestone.

The initials under Annie’s name say R.I.P. The little boy asks, “Mommy, what does R.I.P. stand for?”

His mother replies, “It stands for ‘Rest in Peace.’ That means we wish for Grandma Annie’s spirit to find peace in the afterlife.”

Then, they come across the gravestone of the woman’s uncle Joe. The little boy asks, “Mommy, what does R.I.H. stand for?”, pointing to the initials printed under Uncle Joe’s name.

“We really didn’t like Uncle Joe.” Said his mother.

A lawyer meets with the family of a recently deceased millionaire for the reading of the will.

‘To my loving wife, Rose, who always stood by me, I leave the house and $2 million,’ the attorney reads.

‘To my darling daughter, Jessica, who looked after me in sickness and kept the business going, I leave the yacht, the business and $1 million.’

‘And finally,’ the lawyer concludes, ‘to my cousin Dan, who hated me, argued with me and thought I would never mention him in my will.’

‘Well, you were wrong. Hi Dan!’

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