Havin’ taken in all the sophistication I could handle for one day I took to joggin’ home along the boardwalk … careful like… so as not to be throwin’ out my hip. Pickin’ up the mail, there it was starin’ me in the face, this here letter from Glad Tidings Funeral Home. Now that’s enough to happy a fella up first thing in the mornin’. Stamped right on the front in fancy letters, Pre-arranged funeral— PRE-ARRANGED FUNERAL! The way I look at it dyin’ will come soon enough, its pre-arranged livin’ I’m lookin for.
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