Putting the Fun in FuneralSome deaths come suddenly or too soon and can really hit hard, others seem to be a blessed relief. Similarly, some funerals can be deeply upsetting and sad, others can make you want to hug the world.
Mmm, don't want to bring you down or anything, but tell us your funeral stories...
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chthonic, Thu 11 May 2006, 9:31)
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MineThe first funeral I attended was one of my friend's, with whom I grew up with, but we were never really close. He died as 23 years old of diabetes. Remember, we weren't really close, so I went to show my sympathies to his family and such. During the thing, I can't stop thinking about the scene from Simpsons, where Homer imagines his own funeral. Being thrown in a whole, head first, so his feet stick up of the ground. After this two dogs come along and bite and shake his feet. I could not stop giggling. I'm a horrible person, yes.
Second funeral was my grandfather. When my grandmother lowered the ourn a neighbour to the church blasted Robbie Williams' "I just want to live" so loud it was impossible to ignore it. Luckily, I don't think my grandmother is very good at English...
Edit: Both happened this past autumn, by the way.
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downward is avoiding human contact since, Sat 13 May 2006, 4:27,
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