There were these four ironworkers who were good friends. Ate lunch together every day, hung out in the bar after work, did all kinds of stuff together. One day Jones fell off the 32nd floor to his death. The other three were distraught and couldn't decide who was going to have to tell his wife. Finally decided that Smith would do the job - they all said Smith, you got tact. So reluctantly, Smith called Mrs. Jones. When she answered he said "Are you the widow Jones?" She said "I'm Mrs. Jones but I'm not a widow." Smith says "The heck you ain't."
Only being an ironworker and all he didn't really say "heck".