Staples Seating Chart Wedding

All Saints

Esta mañana me he vuelto a despertar, como cada año, por culpa de la conversación de dos señoras ancianas al lado de mi nicho.

- Pues yo le he traído crisantemos, Carmencita.

- Esos ya están pasados de moda, Josefina.

- A mi Honorio le encantaban.

- ¿A tu Honorio? De moda, pasados están. Pasados.

- Ay, Honorio, en el cielo estarás bien.

- Not much because you will see the chrysanthemums from above, Josefina - This last, let go a bit so bajini.

And all the while until I've had my fill and have issued guttural sound from beyond the classic fright-ladies who have not attended too.

- Well it seems to be rain, Josefina.

- I thought I had gas. What a shame, chrysanthemums will be lost.

- I'm Josephine, I have to do the lentils and then did not come to church.

- What a shame.

- Well, it's okay if it's already started.

- Chrysanthemums.

- With God, Josefina. With God.

- Goodbye, Honorio, until next year, if I.

- Ay ... Josephine, who I have little to some.

- A all time comes to all.

After the usual speech from elderly 70, recalling every 30 seconds it will die, each has taken a different path to that picky is back, has caught the mums and put them in front of the grave of a family member. Of course, as he had come empty-handed.

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And every November 1st hordes of seniors passed the cemetery to bring flowers to everyone. Do not stretch much, just once a year, lest they hit something. They put the suit on Sunday, and are arranged in procession to bring flowers. The truth, would not have thought that flowers do not need anything? You do not see! Unless they start building niches with glass, cement remains opaque. Already said the announcement:

Ready to go to die.

An atmosphere, dark, stone

view, wooden floors, comfort

eternal

ideal for one person. Niches

Eternity.

Since they come would be much more interesting than leave a few bottles of wine, but to slip through the hollows and decayed tissue. Or a nail files. I do not know what happens, but since I've moved into this niche, I have grown hooves that I have everything crossed the coffin inside. And a little bit of softening, rather than think I have wire hair.

Honorius I get, what happens?

here because I am a little bored on my block and there is no room and do not get new ones. However, the other day they took the bones of Honorius, who said goodbye to the finger that caused me the radius and ulna fracture "And I think it's because Josefina must be about to enter in the community. So insistent, I have finished taking care, so when you get the invite for a walk by the empty tomb is near the cypress trees, to see if I give it a shake to the skeleton. Is it considered necrophilia?