A woman goes into a bar and asks the barman for a double entendre.
So he gave her one.
You never know when you are going to fall under a bus and I'd feel aggrieved if you didn't know my favourite joke to tell at the wake. By the way "The Last Spring" by Grieg at the funeral; Okay? There won't be a dry eye in the house. It makes me cry now and I'm not even dead.