California Style: An acquaintance of mine died in California. My friend called me up to tell me. He said he got a call from California. This woman who called was a good friend of the fellow who died. (She was also involved in the will). She told my friend she was there with another friend in the hospital room when he died. She said it was a peaceful death. She went on to say, “We sat there a full hour, and laughed all the way through.” (Maybe she was laughing because she got a building?) Then I remembered, years ago I heard about a guy, a hot stud, who died in California. A few friends were gathered in his hospital room. One guy couldn’t stand it any longer and went over and lifted the bottom part of the sheet. “Delivery please: two orders of frog legs, funeral luck chicken, calf’s brains, pork blood, pig tail, Mary Dugan banana split, Big Joe’s fantasy cheesecake-and, if you want, you can throw in some opera (Parsifal).
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