Funerals just aren't as much fun as I remember them.
I was once reported at work by a straight laced lad called George.
He came in wearing a black suit and said he was going to a funeral and not looking forward to it.
I said I loved them .......... free food & drink, lasses wearing black stockings and always a piece of spare, the widow!
When he pulled a horrified face I said, 'George mate, I have to say that shagging the recently bereaved can be a very spiritual experience.'
Straight upstairs to the boss
