joke: dying man's treat

suntanman



Joined: 18/04/2007
Posts: 721

Message Posted:
02/10/2008 22:40

An elderly Italian man lay dying in his bed. While

suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly

smelled the aroma of his favorite ravioli wafting up the

stairs.



He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself from

the bed.

Gripping the railing with both hands, he crawled

downstairs.

When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he leaned against

the door frame , gazing into the kitchen, where if not for

death's agony, he would have thought himself already in

heaven, for there, spread out upon waxed paper on the

kitchen table were hundreds of his favorite ravioli.



Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of love from his

wife of sixty years, seeing to it that he left this world a

happy man?



He threw himself towards the table, landing on his knees in

a crumpled posture.

His parched lips parted, the wondrous taste of the ravioli

was already in his mouth.



With a trembling hand he reached up to the edge of the

table, when suddenly he was smacked with a wooden spoon by

his wife.

'NO she said. 'Those are for the funeral.'