My uncle died in an assisted care home (nervous breakdown; if you knew my aunt ……). She called to tell me he was gone and mentioned she was taking one of his old suits out of the closet, where it had been hanging for DECADES, to the funeral home. I had visions of poor Uncle C. being buried in a zoot suit.
This reminds me of a story I once heard. An old man, whose body was ridden with cancer, had chosen (with his family), to spend his final days at home. As he was lying in bed, perhaps just days away from death, he detected the beautiful aroma of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. His favourite! “What a good wife,” he thought, as he somehow summoned the energy to get up from his deathbed. Slowly, gingerly, with the last of his strength, using the wall for support, he made his way down to the kitchen. Then, he saw it! A huge plate of chocolate chip cookies. With his last bit of energy, he reached out with a bony, gnarled hand. Suddenly – smack! – his hand was violently slapped away. “Don’t touch those,” his wife screamed, “they’re for the funeral!”
PoodleGroomer over 5 years ago
Old funeral parlor trick: They cut the back seam of the suit and it fits fine. Nobody is looking back there.
pony21 Premium Member over 5 years ago
My uncle died in an assisted care home (nervous breakdown; if you knew my aunt ……). She called to tell me he was gone and mentioned she was taking one of his old suits out of the closet, where it had been hanging for DECADES, to the funeral home. I had visions of poor Uncle C. being buried in a zoot suit.
derdave969 over 5 years ago
Looking at that jacket I think I’d order another pizza.
Spacetech over 5 years ago
Motivation
cdward over 5 years ago
So if I can’t fit into it, I won’t die and have to be buried?
PoodleGroomer over 5 years ago
Pick a favorite suit: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s_XYweNu3oQ
Stocky One over 5 years ago
This reminds me of a story I once heard. An old man, whose body was ridden with cancer, had chosen (with his family), to spend his final days at home. As he was lying in bed, perhaps just days away from death, he detected the beautiful aroma of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. His favourite! “What a good wife,” he thought, as he somehow summoned the energy to get up from his deathbed. Slowly, gingerly, with the last of his strength, using the wall for support, he made his way down to the kitchen. Then, he saw it! A huge plate of chocolate chip cookies. With his last bit of energy, he reached out with a bony, gnarled hand. Suddenly – smack! – his hand was violently slapped away. “Don’t touch those,” his wife screamed, “they’re for the funeral!”
Diat60 over 5 years ago
If I were him, I’d get the hell out of Dodge immediately. She’s definitely suspicious.
flemmingo over 5 years ago
Who cares what you look like? You’re dead!
Strider Keninginne Premium Member over 5 years ago
Subtle…like a Mack truck.
cuzinron47 over 5 years ago
That went in different directions in a hurry. Might want consider take home food the rest your life.
Jeff0811 over 5 years ago
Yeah that’s one heck of a wake up call.
sparkle 13 Premium Member over 5 years ago
Bet SHE’S a lot of fun !!! lol