Jake was dying. His wife sat at his bedside.

He looked up and said weakly: "I have something I must say."

"Hush, my love, there's no need." his wife replied.

"No," he insisted, "I want to die in peace."

She asks, "Are you in pain, my love?"

"No, but there is something I must confess."

In a soothing voice, she tells him, "There is no need."

Straining his voice, he tells her "I slept with your sister, your best friend, her best friend, and I even hit on your mother!"

She replied "I know all that."

"And do you forgive me, Love?"

"I do." she replied. "Now just rest and let the poison work."