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Wednesday, November 25, 2015

A Terminally Ill Woman Comes To Visit Her Priest In The Miswest One Last Time...

"Father, I would like to tell you my wishes for how I plan on leaving the mortal world."

"Yes, Betty. Tell me."

"I would like to be cremated."

"Unorthodox, but ok."

"And I would like my ashes to be buried underneath the women's health section in walmart."

"Excuse me, miss? Why would you do that?"

"So my sons visit me twice a week."

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