As Jake lay dying, his wife was at his bedside.
He looked up and said weakly, "There is something I must confess."
"There's no need to", his wife replied.
"No", he insisted, "I want to die in peace, - - - I have slept with your sister, your best friend, her friend, and your mother."
"I know, I know", she replied, "Now just rest easy, and let the poison work."
