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Went to a funeral. Widow of the deceased addressed the attendees then asked if anyone wanted to come up. I stood and asked if I could say a word and was beckoned up...I looked out at all the family and other mourners, cleared my throat and said "plethora", then headed back to my seat.
The widow stopped me on my way back, and said "Thank you. That means a lot."
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The door opened...you got in..:rolleyes:
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