A woman dies, and when she gets to heaven she says to Saint Peter, “Would it be possible for me to get together with my dear departed husband? He died many years ago.”

Saint Peter asks, “What was his name?”

The woman replies, “John Smith.”

“Gee,” says Saint Peter, “we’ve got a lot of John Smiths up here. But sometimes we can identify people by their last words. Do you happen to remember what his last words were?”

The woman thinks for a moment, then says, “Oh yes! I remember them! He said that if I ever slept with another man after he was gone, he would roll over in his grave.”

“Oh!” says Saint Peter. “You mean *Whirling* John Smith!”