My uncle's dying wish: he wanted me on his lap. He was in the electric chair.
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My uncle's dying wish: he wanted me on his lap. He was in the electric chair.
Attribution disputed; shown as originally published.
It makes light of a serious situation.
My psychiatrist told me I was crazy and I said I want a second opinion. He said okay, you're ugly too.
My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met.
My family was a bunch of drunks, when I was six I came up missing, they put my picture on a bottle of scotch.
An apprentice mortician? What, do you only bury live people?
Always remember the last words of my grandfather, who said: 'A truck!'
My grandfather died last week, and we buried him at sea. Well, I say we buried him at sea; it was actually a village in north Wales at the time.