gentlesleaze:

A wealthy man is lying on his death bed, his lawyer at his side as he finalizes the man’s will. He looks it over one last time and asks the man, ‘Are you sure you want to keep this part about requiring your eldest son to marry before he can collect his inheritance?’ The man nods. ‘But sir, why? That will make things so complicated.’

The man grips the lawyer’s shirt and shakes him, and with his dying breath he exclaims, ‘For the fake married trope!’