Funereal bizarrity

Bloke I knew vaguely popped his clogs last week, funeral was on
Friday. I didn't attend as I knew there'd be plenty there and I was
committed elsewhere in any case.

Wish I had gone, though. Stiffy's business partner and lifelong
friend stood up and read the eulogy, making by all accounts a right
good fist of it. Extolled Stiffy's virtues, (he was a good guy) and
went on and on about how close we all are to death and how it comes
quietly and painlessly at the end.

Not a dry eye in the (packed) house, he closed the book, dismounted
the lectern and reassumed his seat in the front pew. And popped his
clogs, there and then, nary a minute later.

Even I wouldn't dare write 'em like that. Class act.

 

Fun at the funeral parlor type stuff.

I did like that program


'Have you gone Clown on me'



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I'd have been *really* impressed if he'd been holding a placard saying
"Told you so!"

 

A self fulfilling prophecy.

Oh yes you would... ;-)

 

"...never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."

--
platypus

"Merely corroborative detail, intended to
give artistic verisimilitude to an otherwise
bald and unconvincing narrative."

 

My ol' nan used to say "Don't tempt providence".

 

Pip says...

Bloody dead people, can't even do it in a definite manner.

 

Now there's a man who truly understands lean and efficient production
practice.

 

Fucking hell - what an attention seeker.

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That's the kind of thing my dad would've done if he was still alive.


--
Beav

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