A man and his wife were sitting around the breakfast table one lazy Sunday morning.
He said to her, "When I die I would like you to immediately sell all my stuff."
"Why on Earth would you want me to do something like that ?" she asked.
"I figure that you would eventually remarry and I don't want some other asshole using my stuff !"
She looked at him, paused, and then asked, "And what makes you think I'd marry another asshole ?"
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