Three weeks after her wedding day, Joanna called the vicar who had married her.

"Reverend," she wailed, "John and I have had a dreadful fight!"

"Calm down, my child," said the Reverend, "it's not half as bad as you think it is. Every marriage has to have its first fight!"

"I know, I know!" said Joanna, "but what on earth am I going to do with the body?"