Originally Posted by postal packin' mama

One morning a wife and husband were sitting at the breakfast table when he said to her unexpectedly, "When I die, I want you to sell all my stuff, immediately."

"Now why would you want me to do something like that?" she asked.

"I figure you'll eventually remarry, and I don't want
some other idiot using my stuff!"

She looked at him intently and said: "What makes you think I'd marry another idiot?"