The other night, my husband and I were listening to/watching the Sarah Brightman DVD my mom bought us for Christmas, and when the song "Time To Say Goodbye" came on, my husband had a sad moment and requested that I play that at his funeral.
So I asked him what song he would play at my funeral should I hook up with the Grim Reaper first. With a look of seriousness and sadness in his eyes, he said, "Hang on. I have the perfect song." Then he proceeded to remove the Sarah Brightman DVD and pop in a CD...and the following song blasted from the speakers of our tv: "Dirty Deeds, Done Dirt Cheap".
I told him to be sure to bury me inside a Looney Tunes coffin along with my Butters-from-SouthPark doll...what more can a woman ask...
posted by Joanne @ 10:19 AM
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