There you go!
A pleasant change maybe from drunk-off-her-tits Aunt Mabel stripping whilst Uncle Bill falls after his beer into the grave? Funerals are funerals no matter where you are!
It sounds pretty familiar to me. Except I guess all the ones I attended no one could afford to pay strippers so we just supplied them ourselves. Or someone keeps supplying more booze.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
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No stripping at funerals now!
No wonder I don't go
Well I just found it amazing the Chinese PAY people to do that when... for heavens sake at normal Aussie funerals someone gets drunk, someone takes their clothes off, siblings try to punch each others lights off, at least one "outsider" will cry her tits out, a couple of relatives will be stealing everything the deceased owned that actually belonged to someone else...at least one person will be dreadfully hurt and no one will care about anything other than where the next drink comes from...
When I die before You B... I want the penis cake and balloons in each capital city. I trust you to do that.
I saw little penis whistles today at the mall today too. That would be cool?
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