The misses and I are sitting eating our dinner and I look over at her very unexpectdly and say "When I die, I want you to sell all my stuff right away. She asks why I would say something like that?
"You're a fine woman and I wouldn't imagine you'd stay single very long. I don't want you to re-marry and have some other jerk using all my stuff!"
Very calmly - see raises her eyes in my direction and says "What makes you think I'm gonna marry another jerk?"