My dad recently passed away due to pneumonia. Naturally, my brothers and I were paul bearers at his funeral. The funeral home was up on a hill with a busy road leading down into the valley. As we were carrying his casket out of the hearse, it slipped out of our hands and begin to tumble downhill. We started to chase after it, but it was moving too fast to stop it. On the way down the hill I ran into a pharmacy and asked the pharmacist "Do you have something to stop this coffin?"
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