Mike and Dan had just finished the first nine holes in their round of golf, and it was obvious that Mike was having an awful day.
"Gee Mike, you're just not your old self today. What's the matter?" asked Dan.
Mike, looking pretty glum, said, "I think Connie's dead."
"My God! That's terrible," said Dan, "but you said you only think your wife is dead. Aren't you sure?"
"Well, I just don't know," responded Mike, "the sex is still the same, but the dishes are starting to pile up."