When I was younger I hated going to weddings.
It seemed that all of my aunts and the grandmotherly types used to come up to me, poke me in the ribs and cackle, telling me, 'YOU'RE NEXT'.
They stopped that shit after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.
This is from Gammy Jeanne.
Showing posts with label funerals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label funerals. Show all posts
Friday, September 19, 2008
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