by 1 Cylivers
Walsh is standing on the sidewalk when he sees a funeral procession coming down the street.
There is a hearse, then a huge German shepherd, then about a hundred men in single file walking behind. Walsh asks the guy in front, "Who died?"
The guy says, "My ex-wife." Walsh says, "How?"
The guy points and says, "That dog...my dog.. ate her."
Walsh says, "Hey, I`d sure like to borrow your dog someday."
The guy says, "Get in line."
