Mourning wood.
A tray shaped dinosaur. Credits go to the wife for that one! She still giggles when she tells it.
His wife made sure he only came once a year.
A whole chuck-load.
He took a forrest dump.
People are dying to get in.
stabs curtain* LORD POLONIUS: O, I am slain! This is the w'rst game of hideth and seeketh ev'r *dies*
Mourning
You get mourning wood
A couple of weeks
He's always HARD at work.
