Joke of the Month- April

This man is dying, and there's no way to cure him. So, he's lying in bed, racked with pain, feeling miserable, when he suddenly smells his favorite cookie. He pulls himself out of bed and crawls down the stairs, groaning in pain, and drags himself into the kitchen, and he finds a massive platter of his favorite cookies. He reaches his hand up, and just as he's about to grab a cookie, his wife's hand comes down on his.

"Don't touch those! They're for the funeral!"