Funny Story

There once were three men fishing off the coast one night when a huge yacht passed by. They thought everything was going to be just another normal night when they heard a yell and a splash coming from the receding boat. Surprised, they start their engine and hurry to the sounds of distressed splashing. They were thankfully surprised when they pull a drenched, gasping man aboard their craft. After a few moments, the three men recognized the small, dark man as Barrack Obama. Obama, so glad that he was saved before he drowned, exclaimed to them, "Thank you so much, guys! If there's anything that is withing my power to give you, just ask it!"

The first man scratched his chin and, after a few moments of obviously strained thought, finally said, "Well, I reckon I would like a million dollars."

Obama gave the first man his famous smile and shook the man's hand. "You've got it, my man!"

The second man had been thinking about what he wanted, and he thought that maybe he was smarter than the first man who'd spoken up. "I wanna be a part of your cabinet, Mr. President."

Obama was struck for a moment before his wide grin returned to his face. "Of course, my good man! I'll get you sworn in on Monday!"

The third man, who was rubbing the back of his neck and nervously glancing around at the dark water around them, didn't speak until prompted. He still didn't speak for a moment before mumbling out something that the President couldn't hear over the waves. "What's that son?" he asked. "Speak up! Tell me what you want as a reward for saving my life!"

The man finally spoke up, but what he said only confused the President. "I'd like a grave plot, Mr. President."

The wide, easy smile that had been plastered on the Commander in Chief's face slowly faded as the words the odd man had said sank in. "I'm sorry, my good man, but did you say you wanted a grave plot?" The man nodded, his face as solemn as any Obama had ever seen. "Of course I'll get that for you, but would you please tell me why, after hearing the great things that your friends are going to receive, you ask for something like that?"

"Well," the third man began hesitantly, "when my wife finds out I saved your ass, she'll murder me dead, sir."