cornerofmadness

that shouldn't be too bad. By then a parent might be dead. Dad was bleating on about the R.I.P. and distburbing the dead (since when? He's been into archeology since before I was born) and wanting to be cremeated so this wouldn't happen to him. Without a beat, I reply, 'sounds good to me, that'll hide the fact mom poisoned you to death.' THought mom was going to die laughing