Three Marine pilots were flying in formation on a routine training flight: Bill, Ken and Ted.
Bill stalls out on final and is killed instantly.
As the ambulance takes the body away, Ken says, "Someone should go and tell his wife."
Ted says, "OK, I'm pretty good at that sensitive stuff, I'll do it."
Two hours later, he comes back carrying a 6-pack.
Ken says, "Where did you get the beer, Ted?"
"Bill's wife gave it to me."
"That's unbelievable, you told the lady her husband was dead and she gave you the beer?"
Ted says, "Well not exactly. When she answered the door, I said to her, 'You must be Bill's widow.'"
She said, "No, I'm not a widow."
And I said, "Wanna bet me a six-pack?"
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