Funerals II
It's been 7 years since we last asked for your funeral stories and what with Lady Voldemort's coming up, we thought we'd ask again.
The deeply upsetting, the sad and the ones that make you want to hug the world all have a place here on b3ta, tell us about them.
Thanks to Pig Bodine for the suggestion
( , Thu 11 Apr 2013, 14:20)
It's been 7 years since we last asked for your funeral stories and what with Lady Voldemort's coming up, we thought we'd ask again.
The deeply upsetting, the sad and the ones that make you want to hug the world all have a place here on b3ta, tell us about them.
Thanks to Pig Bodine for the suggestion
( , Thu 11 Apr 2013, 14:20)
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Drunken wandering..
Not me, but a friend of the (now ex) fiancé..
Your average big country lad, bit thick, jolly as santa and one of these that always has that drink too many and decides to start adventuring.
Out in some town or other, goes out on the drink. Has aforementioned drink too many, decides to hit the road. Ends up crossing fields, back roads, you name it. Now, me or you would think "hmm, too far. Ill ring a taxi from that building up there." Nope.
Enters building "Ooh, finger buffet. Score." Munching away, drunken sway, noone around. Cant beat that, till people start filing into the room. People in suits and their sunday best. Fair few of them are pretty damn old too.
Que being sprung outside by some of the blokes, feeling a little rejected. Turn around. Funeral procession.
( , Thu 18 Apr 2013, 3:43, Reply)
Not me, but a friend of the (now ex) fiancé..
Your average big country lad, bit thick, jolly as santa and one of these that always has that drink too many and decides to start adventuring.
Out in some town or other, goes out on the drink. Has aforementioned drink too many, decides to hit the road. Ends up crossing fields, back roads, you name it. Now, me or you would think "hmm, too far. Ill ring a taxi from that building up there." Nope.
Enters building "Ooh, finger buffet. Score." Munching away, drunken sway, noone around. Cant beat that, till people start filing into the room. People in suits and their sunday best. Fair few of them are pretty damn old too.
Que being sprung outside by some of the blokes, feeling a little rejected. Turn around. Funeral procession.
( , Thu 18 Apr 2013, 3:43, Reply)
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