While living at the funeral home in college, Jet and I had a lot of people stop by after classes for libations. They always wanted a tour of the building. We'd show them the casket room in the basement, the office, the rooms where services were held, view rooms, the embalming studio, the hearse, the works.
On one occasion I had Jet tell some newbies that I wasn't home yet but would they like a tour. Of course they did.
I had slipped down the back stairs and climbed under a sheet on the embalming table. I could hear them coming down the hall and entering the embalming room.
Is that a BODY ???!!!
I wiggled my little finger.
LOOK !!! I saw IT MOVE !!!
I waited two seconds and let out a groan.........
All the doors went flying open as all, including Jet, exploded out of the room.
No comments:
Post a Comment