My Humor and a Cemetery

So, most of you know that I have a very snarky sense of humor.  And, after you bury your brother at 17 and your dad at a young age, with a snarky sense of humor, results in a lot of death and cemetery jokes.  My humor and a cemetery is a great combination.  Need an example?

Branch Manager:  What does your dad do for a living?

Me:  Not much.

Branch Manager:  Oh, he’s retired.

Me:  No.  He just lies around and does nothing.

Branch Manager:  He is unemployed.

Me:  Nope.  He’s dead.

Get the picture– sometimes you have to laugh so you don’t cry.

Anyways, we are on the way to BloggyCon ’13 and we are headed down Route 4 and on the map is Lust Cememtery.  LUST CEMETERY!  I completely lost it.  I had to stop and take pictures.

It was actually a pretty cool cemetery, most of the tombstones were from the 1800’s.  I think the oldest we saw was 1822.  1822!  But, as we were leaving, I discovered the reason for the name of the cemetery.

Folks, that is my humor and a cemetery.

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