"Honey, you are much older than me and probably will pass on before me" said the good looking younger wife.

"That's true" said the older husband.

"You won't mind me remarrying, would you."

"No, honey, I want you to be happy." said the husband

"You wouldn't mind the new husband living in this house, would you?"

"Of course not" he said.

"Driving your Ferrari?"

"No dear" he mumbled, but he was starting to get a little irritated, so he sarcastically blurted out:

"I suppose he'll want to shoot my Purdeys"

"No dear, he's left handed."