The funeral director was asking us what we think Mum should wear in her casket.
Mum always loved to wear sarongs (fabric wraps that go around the torso and drape downward a bit like a long skirt would), so my uncle suggested that she wear a sarong in there.
The funeral director looked a bit confused, as did some of our family members, to which my uncle added:
"What's sarong with that?"
I started laughing like an idiot. He was proud of it too. The funeral director was rather shocked. We assured her, and our more proper relatives, that Mum would've absolutely loved the joke (which is very true).
His delivery was perfect. I'll never forget the risk he took. We sometimes recall the moment as a way help cushion the blows of the grieving process.
--Edit-- I appreciate the condolences. I'm doing well and the worst is behind me and my family. But thanks :)
--Edit-- Massive thanks for all the awards and kind words. And the puns! Love 'em.
A Finnish hymn.
Something about rule 7
I asked my dad one time why he went to all these funerals and memorial services even for people he didn’t know. He looked at me with a very serious look on his face, and he said “if you don’t go to their memorial services then they won’t come to yours. “
Satisfactory
It was cancelled because it was the 60s and Americans weren’t yet ready to have a gay old time.
A hempire.
He is a ware wolf!
It's called Swole Foods.
Who buys gummy worms hoping they’d taste as close to real worms as possible?
I still have flashbacks
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How dense the population is.
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How dense the population is.
I'm calling it Otter Stuff.
I will call it "Inter-mitten fasting".
But there is one that makes me KG.
2:
I’ve always wanted to visit the Persian Guelph
A hummingbird.
It will be the herd shot 'round the world.
Tomorrow
We just have to go at night
I will now only eat animals that are herbivores.
Could someone say that we're shooting the messenger?
He immediately popped the question.
I play dnd and my bard is very annoyed, that our party's druid, who is an earth genasi (appearance was described as a living statue)) won't give anyone his name.
So my bard will only address them with rock based puns until they properly introduce themselves.
I guess Everybody's Working For the Weekend.
People selling fruits and vegetables are definitely grocer.
They store it in dad-a-base.
The lard ash was everywhere!
It had lots of diversity
I was worried until I found out he was a Crow
It’s only one percent.
Elijah Wood
The iRoll
Edit: thank you kind strangers for the awards! I told my wife we've struck gold and she immediately upgraded to the newest iRoll v2 software!!!
A satisfactory....
A satisfactory!
