A spiritualist who'd recently been widowed met a colleague and reported excitedly that she'd just received a message from her dead husband - asking her to send him a pack of cigarettes.
'The only thing is,' she mused, 'that I don't know where to send them.'
'Why not?' asked her friend.
'Well, he didn't actually say that he was in Heaven - but I can't imagine he'd be in Hell.'
'Hmmm,' responded the friend. 'Well, maybe I shouldn't bring this up, but. . . he didn't mention anything about including matches in the package, did he?'
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