* Conversation among random attendees at my funeral

"Where'd you meet him?"

"At a Chucky Cheese Birthday party for his son."

"Uhmmm, don't quite remember - maybe, uhhhh - church."

"He bought Frappes at the McDonalds that I used to work at - ALL THE TIME."

"Didn't really KNOW 'em, but his Dad's a great guy."

"Shhhhhh! They're reciting a poem that he wrote."

"We were former co-workers. Didn't really hang out much, but we Skype'd ALOT! And he taught me about the Giant Spaghetti Monster. Hahaa!"

"Did you just say - Giant Spaghetti Monster? What da' hell is that?"

"Some crazy sh*t that he found on youtube, or wikipedia, or sumthin'. I dunno."

"He was weird. Talented as all hell, but weird. He'd probably describe himself as the Swiss Army knife of conversation. *giggle* But he was a great friend, tho."

"I wonder if his wife is gonna' play his xBox360?"

"Prolly Not."

"Think she'll let me have it - if I ask?"

"Nah. Shu'up. They're praying now."