6 July 2012

As the coffin was being lowered into the ground at a Traffic Warden’sfuneral, a voice from inside screams“I’m not dead, I’m not dead. Let me out!”

The Vicar smiles, leans forward sucking air through his teeth and mutters“Too f**king late pal, I’ve already done the paperwork”

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