A pastor and his wife were returning from a funeral, when the wife said to her husband, “We ladies notice that whenever a minister’s wife passes, the minister is usually remarried within a very short time. We think it’s because he already has a replacement picked out. Do you have someone in mind to take my place?” The husband muttered that she was being ridiculous. “Does she play the piano like I do?” the wife asked. “I wish you’d stop this nonsense,” said her husband, “I don’t spend time thinking about who might replace you.” The wife continued: “Would she sing in the choir like I do?” “Stop it!” blurted out the husband, “Why are you talking like this?” “Would she be able to cook your favorite meal like I do?” inquired the Mrs. “For heaven sake!” said her husband, “What’s with you all of a sudden? How can you be asking these questions?” “One more thing,” quizzed the wife said softly, “Would she be able to use my beautiful set of golf clubs when you two go golfing?” “No,” said the husband without thinking, “she’s left-handed.”