Pasquale died. His will provided $40,000 for an elaborate funeral.
As the last guests departed the affair, his wife Angelina turned to her oldest and dearest friend. "Ah well, Pasquale would be pleased," she said.
"You're right," replied Maria, who lowered her voice and leaned in close...."So go on, how much did this really cost?"
"All of it," said Angelina. "Forty thousand."
"Aw No" Maria exclaimed, "I mean, it was very grand, but $40,000?"
Angelina answered, "The funeral was $6,500. I donated $500 to the church. The whisky, wine and snacks were another $500. The rest went for the Memorial Stone."
Maria computed quickly.
"Mama Mia. For the love of God Angelina, $32,500 for a Memorial Stone? How big is it?"
I didn't see that one coming.
ReplyDeleteNice looking stone.
ReplyDeleteIt's a rock. It has no inherent worth, only that put upon it by people who want to sell it.
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