The retired vaudevillian engraves his love's epitaph while eating caramelized clusters The local sodomites huddle around and mourn outside the morgue Waiting for the body of their **** to be handed over They've given her body an overhaul She looks more alive than when she was living Hobnobbing with the well-to-do
The retired vaudevillian comes to collect the body of his deceased wife He looks down at the sodomites For their outlandish appearance and choice of employment has resulted in mistrust
"Oh my love, why couldn't you have been the driver instead of the passenger whose body was jettisoned into the air and smashed upon the asphalt?" "She could do ten thousand breast strokes, paint masterpieces with one brush stroke"
The sodomites began to taunt the vaudevillian Calling him washed up He retorted back calling them toothless heathen ****** A mercenary was called to end the dispute outside of the morgue He killed half of the sodomites and tasered the vaudevillian
The undertaker wheeled out the body bag on dolly But he lost control, and the body went careening down the hill into a cloudy bay The party of mourners grouped around the bay and watched the body float on to the afterlife She left behind her has-been husband and her **** ******* cohorts I bet she would have appreciated this little organized dime store wake