Indian Food
A man was laying on his death bed at home. His beautiful wife sat by his side, holding his hand. In his last moments, the man was dismayed about his wife being with another man. He knew that this was probably inevitable but he wanted to hear it from her. He asked, "wife, do you think that when I am gone you will marry another man?"
"I imagine I will. Although I will miss you a lot my life will still continue," she said.
"And, do you think you will move him into this house where we live now?" he asked.
"I suppose it will depend on the circumstances but it is a possibility. The house is very nice and I will always think of you when I am in it," she said.
"And do you think you will cook my favorite meal, chicken curry for your next husband? " he asked.
"No, of course not! I would never make your favorite meal for him!" She exclaimed.
"This means so much to me. Please tell me why wouldn't cook this meal for him?" he asked.
"He hates curry!" His wife said.
"I imagine I will. Although I will miss you a lot my life will still continue," she said.
"And, do you think you will move him into this house where we live now?" he asked.
"I suppose it will depend on the circumstances but it is a possibility. The house is very nice and I will always think of you when I am in it," she said.
"And do you think you will cook my favorite meal, chicken curry for your next husband? " he asked.
"No, of course not! I would never make your favorite meal for him!" She exclaimed.
"This means so much to me. Please tell me why wouldn't cook this meal for him?" he asked.
"He hates curry!" His wife said.