Putting the Fun in Funeral
Some 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...
( , Thu 11 May 2006, 9:31)
Some 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...
( , Thu 11 May 2006, 9:31)
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my grandad died
i was quite upset, but my brother wasn't. oh no. he sat in the funeral car cracking jokes and making me almost piss myself all the way to the crematorium...
i felt so utterly guilty every time i noticed the driver looking at me through the rear view mirror... it wasn't my fault... i was really upset... i curse my brother for being such a funny shit and he really wasn't upset at all... i think he'd already calculated the net worth of my grandfathers estate and lifted his mood accordingly.
some drunken twerp caused a disturbance after the funeral in the pub (we'd rented out a room) my brother followed him into the loo and cracked one off in his face, well, he might as well have done judging by the look of the fella when he came out, went straight to his car and drove off... i wanted to tip off the police to his drunken drivings.., but my brother wouldn't let me... maybe he felt the guy had suffered enough... and he probably had... he probably had.
yes... my grandfather has died. long live my brother... a total shit who doesn't really give a toss about anyone... but he is a funny fucker.
( , Sun 14 May 2006, 20:22, Reply)
i was quite upset, but my brother wasn't. oh no. he sat in the funeral car cracking jokes and making me almost piss myself all the way to the crematorium...
i felt so utterly guilty every time i noticed the driver looking at me through the rear view mirror... it wasn't my fault... i was really upset... i curse my brother for being such a funny shit and he really wasn't upset at all... i think he'd already calculated the net worth of my grandfathers estate and lifted his mood accordingly.
some drunken twerp caused a disturbance after the funeral in the pub (we'd rented out a room) my brother followed him into the loo and cracked one off in his face, well, he might as well have done judging by the look of the fella when he came out, went straight to his car and drove off... i wanted to tip off the police to his drunken drivings.., but my brother wouldn't let me... maybe he felt the guy had suffered enough... and he probably had... he probably had.
yes... my grandfather has died. long live my brother... a total shit who doesn't really give a toss about anyone... but he is a funny fucker.
( , Sun 14 May 2006, 20:22, Reply)
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