As the coffin is being lowered into the ground at a parking officer's funeral, a voice from inside screams, ''I'm not dead, I'm not dead! Let me out!''
The vicar smiles, leans forward, sucking air through his teeth, and mutters, ''Too late, pal, the paperwork's already done''.
Shax,
:laughing:
Very good .
GR@PH;<'S :Hammys pint: