An elderly businessman on his deathbed called his friend and said, “Bill, I want you to promise me that when I die you will have my remains cremated.”
“And what do you want me to do with your ashes?” asked the friend.
The businessman continued, “Just put them in an envelope and mail them to the Internal Revenue Service… and write on the envelope, ‘Now you have everything.'”
Submitted by Calamjo
Edited by Curtis