At the cemetery, it was a dark and cloudy, rainy day.
The deceased was a little old lady who had devoted her entire married life to fussing at her poor husband, Fred...
When the graveside service had no more than terminated, there was a tremendous burst of thunder accompanied by a distant lightning bolt and then more rumbling thunder.
Fred looked at the pastor and calmly observed, "Well, she's there."
The deceased was a little old lady who had devoted her entire married life to fussing at her poor husband, Fred...
When the graveside service had no more than terminated, there was a tremendous burst of thunder accompanied by a distant lightning bolt and then more rumbling thunder.
Fred looked at the pastor and calmly observed, "Well, she's there."