In the doctors office, waiting for Will, and an undertaker came in for a death certificate and you could not have mistaken him for ANYTHING ELSE. He looked like he stepped out of Central Casting. Dark suit, long, sepulchral face, heavy, mournful eyes, drooping, doleful mouth, skeletal hands. When he had achieved his goal, he stopped at the door, turned and surveyed the gathered company and wished us all a perky Cheerio!
Posted on: Tue, 06 May 2014 19:29:00 +0000
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