One weekend, Jim decided to go on a skiing trip with his best friend, Marvin.
They loaded up Jim’s Chevy Suburban with all their skiing gear and took the highway headed north.
After driving for a few hours, they found themselves caught in a really terrible blizzard.
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 to them.
“I’m afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house”, she said.
“Don’t worry”, Jim said, “we will be happy to sleep in the barn, and if the weather breaks, we will 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, they found that the weather had cleared and they got on their way to the ski slopes where they enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.
About nine months later, Jim 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 skiing weekend.
He dropped in on his friend Marvin and asked, “Marvin, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our ski holiday up North?”
“Yes, I do”, Marvin said.
“Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?” Jim asked.
“Yes”, Marvin said, a little embarrassed about being found out. “I have to admit that I did go up to the house during the night, she was all over me, it was amazing”.
“And”, Jim asked, “did you happen to use my name instead of telling her your name?”
Marvin’s face turned red and he admitted, “Yeah, sorry, buddy. I’m afraid I did. Why do you ask?”
“It’s nothing much”, Jim said, “she just died and left me everything”.
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