Friday, March 8, 2013

Everybody Grives in Their Own Ways

There were these three homosexuals at a crematory grieving over their loved ones.

The first one says to the others, "I'm going to spread my lover's ashes over the hill we used to lay and watch the sunset. It was sooo beautiful."

The other homo says, "I'm going to spread my lover's ashes over our garden we used to have. We would always smell the roses."

The third one says, "I'm going to mix my lover's ashes into a bowl of chili and eat him." The other two look at him in disgusting and say what a horrible lover he is.

He replies, " I just want to feel him tear the hell out of my ass one more time!"

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