funerals...

Jaerofthelake · 2004-01-23, 11h55

One of the city's top cardiac specialists died. At his funeral, his
coffin was placed in front of a huge replica of a heart made of red
roses. When the pastor finished the sermon, and everyone said their
goodbyes, the large heart opened up, the coffin rolled inside, and the
heart closed again. It was a majestic tribute to the much-loved
cardiologist.

Suddenly, one of the mourners burst into a fit of laughter. Irritated
by his insensitivity, the man sitting next to him asked, "Why are you
laughing, Mister?"

"I was just thinking about MY own funeral," the man replied. "I'm a
gynecologist."

The loremaster

2004-01-23, 11h55	#1
Jaerofthelake Dieu mineur Date d'inscription: octobre 2002 Localisation: here Messages: 8 724	funerals... One of the city's top cardiac specialists died. At his funeral, his coffin was placed in front of a huge replica of a heart made of red roses. When the pastor finished the sermon, and everyone said their goodbyes, the large heart opened up, the coffin rolled inside, and the heart closed again. It was a majestic tribute to the much-loved cardiologist. Suddenly, one of the mourners burst into a fit of laughter. Irritated by his insensitivity, the man sitting next to him asked, "Why are you laughing, Mister?" "I was just thinking about MY own funeral," the man replied. "I'm a gynecologist." The loremaster