Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob.

So they loaded up Jack'* 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'* terrible weather out there and I have
this huge house all to myself, but I'm recently
widowed," she explained. "I'm afraid the neighbors
will talk if I let you stay in my house"

"Don't worry," Jack 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, Jack 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 Bob and asked, "Bob,
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 Bob

"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, "Bob said, a little embarrassed about
being found out, "I have to admit that I did."

"And did you happen to use my name instead of telling
her your name?"

Bob'* 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?... now keep that smile for the rest of the day.)

Good one, Tracy!

Got the smile...