A spiritualist who'd recently been widowed met a colleague and
reported excitedly that she'd just received a message from her dead
husband - asking her to send him a carton of cigarettes. "The only
thing is," she mused, "that I don't know where to send them."

"Why not?" asked her friend.

"Well, he didn't actually say that he was in Heaven - but I
can't imagine he'd be in Hell."

"Hmmm," responded the friend. "Well, maybe I shouldn't bring
this up, but. . . he didn't mention anything about including matches
in the package, did he?"