I honestly just want to hear wacky stories about your adventures with morticians.

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oh boy do i have a lot of those……personal favorites:

• one time when i was like 14 i went on a mini road trip with my dad to new york to pick up a body at the airport. we went through a wendy’s drive through with a corpse in the car. we had a great time. i hope the dead guy did too.
• my dad picked me up from college for spring break last year in a hearse.
• i’ve napped in showroom caskets on multiple occasions. they’re very comfortable. 10/10 would recommend to a friend.
• i went to a haunted house on halloween a few years ago and one of the women leading the tour joked “i hope you’ve made funeral arrangements” and all my friends started snickering and pointing @ me and someone explained to the tour guide that my dad was the mortician who owned the funeral home in the center of town and she was like “ah, your father buried my mother just last month.” i thought she was joking and still trying to be creepy so i LAUGHED but she completely dropped the scary voice and said “no i’m serious.” and then she started crying. so ultimately it was a scary haunted house, but for all of the wrong reasons.