A WOMAN GOES INTO a funeral parlour, where she sees her late husband laid out in his coffin.
‘Oh, no,’ she says. ‘He’s wearing his blue suit. He hated that suit. Can you change it?’
The undertaker replies, ‘Well, the funeral is in a couple of hours. But leave it with me – there is another corpse with a brown suit who’s not being buried till tomorrow. I’ll see what I can do.’
The woman returns an hour later and is delighted to see her husband’s now wearing a brown suit.
‘That’s marvellous,’ she says. ‘I hope it wasn’t too much trouble.’
‘Not at all,’ says the undertaker. ‘I just swapped the heads.’
