When Mr.. Wilkins answered the door late in
the evening one day after he'd lost his wife scuba diving, he was greeted by two
grim-faced policemen. "We're sorry to call on you at this hour, Mr. Wilkens, but
we have some information about your wife."
"Well...tell me!" he
The policeman said, "We have some bad news, some pretty good
news, and some really great news. Which do you want to hear first?"
Fearing the worse, Mr. Wilkins said, "Give me the bad news first."
So the policeman said, "I'm sorry to tell you sir, but we found your
wife's body this morning in San Francisco Bay."
"OH MY GOD!," said Mr.
Wilkens, overcome by emotion. Then, remembering what the policeman had said, he
asked, "What's the good news?"
"Well," said the policeman, "When we
pulled her up she had two five-pound lobsters and a dozen good size Dungeoness
crabs on her."
"Huh?" he said, not understanding. "So, what's the great
The policeman smiled, licked his chops, and said, "We're going to
pull her up again tomorrow morning."