2003-12-28 - 10:46 a.m.
and then there was a man sitting at my kitchen table. and he was commanding respect for his business. afterall, his funerals are MUCH cheaper than the other guy. and his caskets even moreso. while he is family and being a mortician/funeral director/casket salesman is his livelihood... im still getting that wonderful holiday feeling from talking with him. AND. esther keeps trying to kill herself and shes doing a crappy job. i quit apostrophes today in protest of people who write things like "merry christmas from the smith's" as though the present is the the smith's family, but not the actual smiths, persay. excellent.
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