....glad I could feed the imp....."....oh yeah, and do me a favor after I say that wouldja?....stuff my carcass with a couple of bags of microwave popcorn, cuz the whole cremation process will be a lot more entertaining....."
****can't....breathe....****
And now a confession: these comments that make me scream-laugh stay in my mind for weeks at a time, filed away in my mental rolodex of Funny Stuff. And knowing my luck, it will be sitting there, idling away in the back of the tiny peanut shell I call a brain for some time and will only resurface when someone I know well meets me face to face and begins telling me about a bad event in their life. As they tell me they slipped on a patch of ice and broke their hip, I'll think "carcass. popcorn. cremation" and I'll bust up laughing hysterically just as the person is telling me that their hip was fractured and they may never walk correctly again. I think there's really something wrong with me