While this is a "Wife" joke, and there are far too many of them, I have always appreciated what I associate with Jewish Humor. There's a certain cadence and rhythm to the joke and a certain understated playfulness in this one.
Or not. Maybe I'm wrong. Couldn't hurt to tell a joke, right? Like the line about Chicken Soup for a cold: Doesn't help, couldn't hurt.
An elderly couple had traveled to Jerusalem.
During their travel to Jerusalem, the wife had suddenly died of heart attack.
The doctor told the husband, "It will cost roughly $100,000 for you to bring your wife back to your own country and hold a funeral there or $100 dollars to hold a funeral here in Jerusalem. Which one do you chose?"
The husband, after hours of thinking, replied to the doctor.
"I will bring her back to my county and bury her there."
The doctor who is surprised at such choice despite the cost, asked the husband why.
The husband replied, "Some long haired dude died here long time ago and came back to life in 3 days, and I'm afraid of, that."