My wife’s mum died last week, in her chair whilst doing a crossword.
Ever since it happened, I’ve been sneaking in puns about how she died to our conversations, and its been really winding my wife up.
Earlier today, we went to visit her mum’s grave for the first time.
She said, “Right, whilst we’re here, show some respect. No crossword puns at all, ok?”
“Right, now which one is my mum’s grave?”
“3 down, 4 across.”
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