I was at a wake when a Catholic Deacon was giving the funeral rites at the funeral home when two cell phones went off with the second call resulting in a conversation that you could practically hear over the Deacon. It was horrific.
It’s a good thing it wasn’t a family member of mine in the casket.
>>I was at a wake when a Catholic Deacon was giving the funeral rites at the funeral home when two cell phones went off with the second call resulting in a conversation that you could practically hear over the Deacon. It was horrific.<<
I can’t help but think of if it was accidentally left in the deceased’s pocket.
Caller: HEY JOE, HOWZIT GOING!
(silence)
C: Yo dude, I know I owe you the hundred — I’ll pay it when I get my tax return!
(silence)
C: OK, I know it was wrong of me to sleep with your wife, but we were both drunk and she threw herself at me. You said it was all OK.
(silence)
C: Yeah, I know you are worried about that little mortgage scam we pulled. Not to worry, my lips are sealed.
(silence)
C: Oh yeah? You givin’ me the silent treatment? DROP DEAD!
(TV phone busy signal)