Three Rednecks - Cooter, Ronnie and Donnie - were working up on a cell phone tower. As they started their descent Cooter slipped, fell off the tower and was killed by the fall.
As the ambulance took the body away, Ronnie said, "Well, damn. Someone should go and tell his wife."
Donnie said, "Okay – I'm pretty good at that sensitive stuff. I'll do it."
Two hours later, he came back carrying a case of Budweiser.
Ronnie asked, "Where'd you get the beer, Donnie?"
"Cooter's wife gave it to me," Donnie replied.
"That's unbelievable! You told her her husband was dead and she gave you beer?"
"Well, not exactly. When she answered the door, I said to her, 'You must be Cooter's widow.'"
She said, "I ain't no widow."
Then I said, "I'll bet you a case of Bud you are."