“Tomorrow I’m getting married for the fourth time,” said Joe happily.

“What happened to your first three wives?” asked his friend Jeff.

“My first wife ate poison mushrooms,” replied Joe.

“How terrible!” exclaimed Jeff. “And your second wife?”

“She ate poison mushrooms.”

“And your third ate poison mushrooms, too?” asked Jeff.

“Oh, no. She died of a broken neck.” stated Joe.

“I see, an accident.” replied Jeff.

“Not exactly,” said Joe. “She wouldn’t eat her mushrooms.”