I can’t believe it. The phone rings, some guy says “Can I speak to Russell Robinson?” (my deceased father) and I had to utter the words “Well, I’d love to pass you to him but unfortunately he doesn’t exist any more. You want his room number in the Sky?”
Well, that sure the fuck shut him the fuck up.
HA! My late father used to respond similarly when the phone would ring for my mother who had passed away. He'd say, "There are no phones at the cemetery." Click.
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