ChristaDeVil
DIS Veteran
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We were all at my great-aunt's visitation and had been there most of the day, talking with everybody who came. Sometime in the afternoon, my mom, brother, and I were sitting in some chairs over by a window that overlooked the cemetery and chatting with a couple of relatives. My mom suddenly noticed a grave that had several festive-looking balloons affixed to the headstone and said, "Aw, that's so sad. That must be a child's grave," to which my brother replied, "...or a clown's." We burst out laughing and couldn't stop, so much so that my dad suggested we go outside for a minute, as we were "making spectacles of ourselves."
I'm laughing so hard right now that I'm afraid that people are going to come in my office to check on me!



We laughed uncontrollably for 1/2 hour. My dad would have been laughing the hardest.
But IMO still

