MuthaMartha, whose old man was SpeedyHerman lost him in a bad accident a couple of weeks ago. She had him cremated and brought his ashes home and kept them on the end table. The other day she picked up the urn and went outside, sat down at the patio table and poured him all out on the table.

MuthaMartha sat there looking at the ashes while tracing her fingers in them. After a few minutes she started talking to the ashes. 'Herman, you know that dishwasher you promised me? I bought it with the insurance money!'

She paused for a minute tracing her fingers in the ashes then said, 'Herman, remember that 3 wheeler you promised me? Well, I also bought it with the insurance money!'

Again, she paused for a few minutes and while tracing her fingers in the ashes she said, 'Herman, that diamond ring you promised me?.. Bought it too, with the insurance money!'

Finally, still tracing her fingers in the ashes, she said, 'Herman, remember that bj I promised you? Here it comes.'