Obituary
A woman goes into the local newspaper office to see that
the obituary for her recently deceased husband is published.
The obit editor informs her that there is a charge of 50
cents per word.
She pauses, reflects, and then says well, then, let it read
"Fred Brown died."
Amused at the woman's thrift, the editor tells her that
there is a seven word minimum for all obituaries.
She thinks it over and in a few seconds says, "In that case,
let it read,
'Fred Brown died: golf clubs for sale.'"
