When Delbert's second wife had passed on. Horribly distraught, he sought out a spiritualist, who told him that his wife was fine and that she was eagerly awaiting a reunion with him. "Is there anything she needs or wants?" asked Delbert excitedly.
The spiritualist's eyes glazed over again. Finally she replied, "She says she'd like a pack of cigarettes."
Delbert laughed happily. "That sounds like my Charlotte! But did she say where she was?" he asked. "No," the spiritualist told her, "but she didn't ask for matches."
Delbert's Quote Of The Week: I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to others - they are more screwed up than you think.
