The
man couldn't stand his curiosity. He approached the man walking with
the dog, "I am so sorry for your loss, and I know now is a bad time to
disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this with so many of
you walking in single line. Whose funeral is it?
The man replied, "Well, that first coffin is of my wife."
"What happened to her?"
The man replied, "My dog attacked and killed her."
He inquired further, "Well, who is in the second coffin?"
The man answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife when the dog attacked and killed her also. "
A thoughtful moment of silence passes between the two men. Then the first one asks in excitement "Can I borrow the dog?"
Pointing to the line behind, the man replied "Join the queue."