Sunday, January 7, 2018


A short post...

It was the week before Christmas, and your intrepid cemetery tour guide volunteered at a fancy party event, not coming home until 4 AM.

She had to come to the cemetery the next day to take pictures for all of you, for her next post.

So this is how she ended up looking, with the caption below when she put it onto her Facebook page:

Where the hell is the Starbucks in this cemetery???


She came back the week AFTER Christmas, and found this:


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And her thoughts were:

1.  I guess we're more of a Dunkin' Donuts kind of cemetery...

2. Did a worker or visitor leave it there, covering it with a piece of marble so it wouldn't fall over?

3. Did someone find it as a piece of trash and ground it with the marble so it wouldn't blow around??

4. Does this finally explain groundhog behavior????

and finally, 

5. If this is a sacrifice for someone buried there, I am SO not touching this cup of joe.

The End.

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