DEAR ABBY: My husband is in poor health, and when his time comes, I would like to have him stuffed.
It would be comforting to see him sitting in his favorite chair in the living room. That way I’d always know where he is, plus he wouldn’t be asking me for another beer all the time.
My kids don’t like the idea. What about you, Abby? — DESERT HOT SPRINGS, CALIF.
DEAR D.H.S.: Grief makes people do strange things. I’m not sure you are thinking this through. Once you are finished grieving, you may meet someone you want to watch a game with and need that chair.
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LawyerLady
I can explain it to you, but I can't understand it for you.
Mawmaw says she wants us to prop her in the corner for 6 months just to make sure she is dead.
LOL....
This is funny.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
