Mel
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Reged: 12/14/05
Posts: 6896
Loc: Excelsior Springs, MO
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Funeral Weather
08/26/07 12:34 AM
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As with many funerals, it was a cloudy, rainy day. The deceased was a little old lady who had devoted her entire married life to fussing and bitching at her poor husband.
When the graveside service had no more than terminated, there was a tremendous burst of thunder accompanied by a distant lightning bolt and more rumbling thunder.
The little old husband looked at the preacher and calmly said, "Well, I guess she's there."
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Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names - John Kennedy
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