An elderly man lies dying in his bed. At death's door he suddenly smells the aroma of his favourite treat, chocolate covered bacon strips wafting up the stairs. He gathers his remaining strength, lifts himself from the bed and slowly makes his way out of the bedroom. With laboured breaths, he staggers down the stairs into the hall and gazes into the kitchen. Here, spread out on the kitchen table and worktops are trays of chocolates, including his ultimate favorite chocolate covered bacon. A final act of love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he leaves this world a happy man.
Mustering one great final effort, the old man throws himself towards the table and lands on his knees. He reaches out a withered hand towards the tray of his favorite treat - when WHACK!
He's suddenly struck with a spatula. "You stay out to those," his wife yells at him. "That's for the funeral!"
(I just had to tailor this joke to fit this picture from Marini's candy store in Santa Cruz, California) Sorry :D