It was the funeral of John’s wife and he sat crying his eyes
out in the front pew. He seemed inconsolable, so the Vicar
decided to go over and have a word.
“I’m so sorry, John, I know this is a difficult time for you but
the pain will eventually lessen. You’re still quite a young man
and maybe you’ll meet someone else one day.”
John stopped sobbing and looked up at the Vicar.
“It’s alright for you to say that, Vicar,” he complained, “but
where am I going to get a fu*k tonight?”