See, I too have a mate who's an undertakerAnd I have rarely laughed as hard as I have done at some of his stories.
To the point that when we planted my aunt earlier this year after a very sudden, very unexpected, very swift decline from cancer, it was hard to look the undertakers at her funeral in the face.
(To the point that when we planted my aunt earlier this year after a very sudden, very unexpected, very swift decline from cancer, it was hard to look the undertakers at her funeral in the face.
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob,
Wed 8 Sep 2010, 17:18,
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