Redneck Widow's Obituary

One day, a redneck widow goes into the local newspaper office and says that she would like to have her recently deceased husband's obituary placed in the newspaper. The clerk says, "Not a problem; it will be 50 cents per word." The widow then says, "Let it read 'Billy-Bob died.'" Astounded by the widow's thriftiness, he exclaims that obituaries have a seven-word minimum. Then the widow slowly paces the floor for a few minutes and approaches the desk and says, "Okay, have it say 'Billy-Bob died. 1983 pickup for sale.'"