A woman from a small southern town goes into the local newspaper office to see that the obituary for her recently deceased husband is written. The newspaper editor informs her the fee for the obituary is a dollar per word.
She pauses, reflects and then says,
"Well, then, just let it
read, 'Billy Bob died.'"
Amused at the woman's thrift, the editor says,
"Sorry ma'am but there's a seven-word minimum on all obituaries."
A little flustered, she thinks things over and replies,
"In that case, let it read: 'Billy Bob died - red truck for sale.'