Three useless our bodies flip up on the mortuary, all with very large smiles on their faces.
The coroner calls the police to inform them what has occurred.
“First physique: Frenchman, 60, died of coronary heart failure whereas making like to his mistress. Therefore the large smile, Inspector,” says the Coroner.
“Second physique: Scotsman, 25, gained a thousand kilos on the lottery, spent all of it on whisky. Died of alcohol poisoning, therefore the smile.”
The Inspector requested, “What of the third physique?”
“Ah,” says the coroner, “that is essentially the most uncommon one. Billy-Bob the redneck from Oklahoma, 30, struck by lightning.”
“Why is he smiling then?” inquires the Inspector.
The coroner says, “Thought he was having his image taken.”