I know death and funerals and such are serious subjects, but on the lighter side....
My dear sister used to always tell me, "When I die you've got to be the one to do my makeup. No one else is going to get my eyebrows right." I happened to find something on the internet one day called Life Gems. There's a business that cremates bodies and then extracts the carbon from the cremains and compresses them into a gemstone for the deceased's family. I left my sister a note on her desk at work, "I know now what I'm going to do with you when you die and I don't have to worry about your stupid eyebrows."
With forty shades of green, it's hard to be blue.
Garg 'nuair dhùisgear! Virtutis Gloria Merces
If you two don't stop this rough-housing somebody is going to end up crying. Sit down and read this tiny ad: