John decided to go skiing with his buddy, Keith.
So they loaded up John's minivan
and headed north.
After driving for a few hours,
they got caught in a terrible blizzard.
So they pulled into a nearby farm
and asked the attractive lady
who answered the door
if they could spend the night.
'I realize it's terrible weather out there
and I have this huge house all to myself,
but I'm recently widowed,'
she explained.
'I'm afraid the neighbours will talk
if I let you stay in my house.'
'Don't worry,' John said.
'We'll be happy to sleep in the barn.
And if the weather breaks,
we'll be gone at first light.'
The lady agreed,
and the two men found their way to the barn
and settled in for the night.
Come morning, the weather had cleared,
and they got on their way.
They enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.
But about nine months later,
John got an unexpected letter
from an attorney.
It took him a few minutes to figure it out,
but he finally determined
that it was from the attorney
of that attractive widow
he had met on the ski weekend.
He dropped in on his friend Keith and asked,
'Keith, do you remember
that good-looking widow from the farm
we stayed at on our ski holiday up north
about 9 months ago?'
'Yes, I do.' Said Keith.
'Did you, er, happen to get up
in the middle of the night,
go up to the house and pay her a visit?'
'Well, um, yes!,' Keith said,
a little embarrassed about being found out,
'I have to admit that I did.'
'And did you happen to give her my name
instead of telling her your name?'
Keith's face turned beet red and he said,
'Yeah, look, I'm sorry, buddy.
I'm afraid I did.'
'Why do you ask?'
'She just died and left me everything.'
(And you thought the ending
would be different, didn't you?..)