She Asked If He Would Remarry But She Wasn’t Ready For The Response

When we are married, we may be asked many questions by our significant other. Some of those questions are going to come and go and we don’t need to put much thought into them.

On the other hand, there are some questions our husband or wife might ask and the way we answer will have a significant impact on our relationship. That includes the question a wife asked her husband in the following joke.

More than likely, you have heard this question before and you might have struggled with the answer. The husband in this joke gave his answer and you have to wonder how quickly he regretted it.

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he wife turns to her husband and asks, “Darling, if I were to pass away, would you consider remarrying?”

Taking a moment to reflect, the husband responds, “In time, I believe I might. We all seek companionship to heal.”

Curiosity lingers as the wife inquires further, “And if I were no more, would your new wife reside in our cherished home?”

With a thoughtful nod, the husband explains, “We’ve invested much into creating the perfect home. It’s unlikely I’d part with it. Yes, she probably would.”

Continuing her line of questioning, the wife asks, “Hypothetically, if you remarried and she lived here, resting in our bed, would she slumber in our very bed?”

The husband’s eyes meet hers, “Indeed, our bed is fairly new, an investment of $2,000. It’s built to endure, so yes, she would.”

A mischievous glint in her eye, the wife adds one final twist, “And if you remarried, if she inhabited our home, slept in our bed, would she also take up my beloved golf clubs?”

Laughter fills the room as the husband playfully retorts, “Ah, but there’s a catch! She’s a lefty, my dear!”

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