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By *uby0000 OP   Woman
over a year ago

hertfordshire

went to Swindon today for funeral of hubbys family member

first we followed a car going to the wake turned out it was a taxi!!! found his brothers van now thinking he knew where it was nope he didn't

wake was nice bar then fighting at the door with deceased mum hitting her grand daughter which ended up with a nasty fight

everyone tipsy

I am finally accepted into his family

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Sounds like an episode of Shameless.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

How did a deceased mum hit someone? There ain’t no coming back!

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By *ophieslutTV/TS
over a year ago

Central

Sounds like you'd have been accepted if you'd have joined in the fight

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Funerals, like weddings, brings out the best and the worst in families. And the best is yet to come - remember, where there's a Will there's a relative.

At one funeral I went to they all gathered at the house before leaving including the uninvited estranged side of the family. I was given strict instructions to feed the invited side and not give anything to the uninvited side, not even a cup of tea. Fun and games

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By *uby0000 OP   Woman
over a year ago

hertfordshire


"How did a deceased mum hit someone? There ain’t no coming back!"

sorry I noticed id worded it wrong too late it was the deceaseds mum who was not invited due to major problems in the family ie she was a d*unk whore oh families are great

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By *ENGUYMan
over a year ago

Hull

When my mother died in 1980, the cortege was due to leave from her mothers home. As my father, my brother and I arrived to join everyone, there was one hell of a ding dong argument going on amongst all the elderly relatives at odds about who was in the pecking order for the funeral cars, with the vicar valiantly trying to keep the peace.

My dad cleared his throat a few times, without success, so he bellowed out, "shut the f*** up! She was my wife, the lads mother so we choose who the F*** goes in what F***ing car! If you don't like our effing choice, get the F***ing bus from town to the effing crematorium. If you can't do that, F*** off back home".

The silence was deafening, only to be broken by the vicar adding, "couldn't have said it better, my Son!"

It was peace, perfect peace for the rest of the day!

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