Six retired Floridians were playing poker in the condo clubhouse when Meyerowitz loses $500 on a single hand, clutches his chest and drops dead at the table. Showing all due respect the other five finish the game standing up. Finally Finklestein asks, "So, who's gonna tell his wife?" They cut the cards. Goldberg picks the two of clubs and has to carry the news. They urge him to be discreet, be gentle, don't make a bad situation worse.
"Discreet? I'm the most discreet person you'll ever meet. Discretion is my middle name. Leave it to me."
He goes over to the apartment and knocks on the door. Mrs Meyerowitz answers through the door and asks what he wants. "Your husband just lost $500 in a poker game and is afraid to come home," declares Goldberg.
"Tell him to drop dead," yells the wife.
"I'll go tell him," says Goldberg.
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