There were twin brothers named Joe and John. John was married but Joe was single and his only 
possesion was a dilapidated old boat. I just so happened that John's wife died the same day 
that Joe's boat sank. 

A few days later a kindly old lady met Joe on the street and mistook him for John: I am so 
sorry to hear about your great loss, you must feel terrible. Joe spoke up saying, I'm not the 
least bit worried, she was a rotten old thing from the beginning. Her bottom was all shriveled 
up and she smelled like dead fish. The first time I got into her she made water faster than 
anything I had ever seen. She had a bad crack in the back and a big hole in the front that 
got bigger every time I used her. But what finished her was four guys from the other side of 
town. They were drunk, looking for a good time and asked if they could rent her. I warned them 
that she wasn't so hot, but they said they would take a crack at her anyway. The darned fools 
all tried to get into her at the same time. It was just too much for her and she cracked 
straight up the middle. 

At this point the poor old lady fainted. 

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